I hope you’re having great week so far! Mine’s gone way too quickly. Monday in a blur became Friday. There’s been a mini heatwave, an eye test, realising it’s been 12 years since I left the UK and my obliques sore from kettlebell windmills. I hadn’t done them in a while and if you think you don’t use your obliques running, think again. It took about 3 minutes into my run to make the connection.
August not only is the hottest month in Spain, it’s also the unofficial national holiday month. Government offices, a few local businesses will close for the afternoons. Some take the whole month off using up all their annual holiday and aside from tourists spots places slow down taking it easy as temps go up.
I’ve accepted with both cats on medicine numerous times of day, holidays are only if cats can come. In the past, I’ve had friends or colleagues look after (more…)
I was more than okay for this past weekend to be a little more low key than action packed. Friday blocked sinuses thanks to allergies morphed into a blocked nose, sore throat and then cough that I’m nearly over. Saturday evening I couldn’t sleep, everything ached and in desperation I tried the head massager thingy which helped and then the idea of reflexology popped up.
Every time I see one of Barcelona’s many cheeky parakeets a massive smile’s plastered on my face. Maybe it’s how they use the streets as arial streets, the flash of green as they fly by that does it. Maybe it’s how growing up in the English country side, tropical islands, animals and birds were only found in books, on TV or in day dreams. Our neighbour had peacocks which was as tropical as it got.