A sad day.

We have kind of been preparing the family for this for a few weeks now. Tiger had damaged his knees a little while ago, the vet said surgery was not an option for a dog his size and age, so we tried the medication with no success.

Today we said good-bye to our much loved family pet, and best friend to Master 6. We have so many stories to share about Tiger, but above all he was loyal and devoted to our son. At 7 years old, he has had a fantastic life, and Master 6 will truly miss him, as will we all.

I have a tough afternoon ahead of me, seeing DH off to work just before school pick up, when I will have to break the news to Master 6. I am hoping the offer of pizza (a favourite for Master 6), for dinner tonight will help distract his thoughts!

RIP Tiger.

A little relief.

Last monday, I had a wisdom tooth removed, a few stitches in and had to take antibiotics for infection.

Yesterday I finished those antibiotics (yay, no more remembering to take medication!).

Today, I had the stitches removed.

Which means tonight, with DH home for the first night since our weekend away, I get to have a few glasses of wine!

And I might even go for a run tomorrow!

Our weekend in pictures.

A picture before we left, thanks for looking after us Oma.

Little Miss 4 wearing our new Super Mamma skirts (we have matching ones).

Little Miss 4, fishing.

Helping Daddy eat some crabs!

Master 6 fishing.

Chilling in the sunshine.

Tough! Mudders!

So the time has come and gone, the pain has subsided, more pain has come (in the form of a infected wisdom tooth which was extracted), and I am now waiting to get back into an exercise routine!

The next few weeks will focus on recovery. Even though I feel 'recovered' from our event on the weekend, I have to rebuild muscle strength, get over the pain of the tooth, and still have a few scabs healing from the obstacle course.

It was an awesome experience and I will do it again, but I know I need to put in a lot more work for next time.



And mud, wow there was some mud! At the end of the event, after a shower, I was still wiping mud from my eyes, nose and behind my ears! It took 3 days for my knees to look clean, and I washed our clothes about 4 times before giving up and putting them aside until we got home and I could soak them! Half way through the event it felt like I had put on all the weight I had lost this year. Thankfully there were a few water obstacles to aid in dissolving some of the dried up mud off the skin, but it was still everywhere. Our socks and shoes went to Tough Mudder heaven, may they RIP.

A LOT more work.

A few days ago I went for a quick jog around town, just 3klms to keep me going. Unfortunately halfway through I was almost in tears with pain. I did finish my run, but after consulting with my Husband I booked a massage and an appointment with the local Physio.

The massage was painful but great. It did leave me bruised, but the masseuse did a number on my sore spot (which happens to be my glutes muscle), and it gave me some relief for a few days.

At the same time I booked into the physio but I had to wait a few days for that appointment. When I finally got to see her, she saw straight away what my problem was, given my history. I described my injury (which occurred approximately 4years ago), and after a quick examination, the physio described my gluteus maximus as a piece of soggy cardboard!

All I could think of was, I am not crazy, the pain I have had all this time was real! No matter what my previous physicians had told me (I am sure they thought I was imagining my pain), it was real. And I finally had someone who believed me and knew what to do about it.

Unfortunately, she is not so keen on my participating in the Tough Mudder event on the weekend. We will see what happens with that one!

So, armed with a lot of strapping tape, a crash course on how to strap my butt, and a few stick on heat pads, we journey off tomorrow for the event we have been training for all year. If nothing else, I will get a few solid nights sleep!

See you all on the other side! (and I am still undecided about that damned artic enema).

Stinky gross stuff, be warned!

So I was going to write this blog about how good my alone time was toda, but I think this is better.

Today I farted in the car. I got out and when I came back it was still in there!

Times a' ticking!

Wow, only 12 days till our massive Tough Mudder event. Don't know if I will ever feel ready for it, but we are attempting it all the same!

There is so much happening lately.

Today Little Miss 4 had a Mini School event where she got to go to a school and meet and play with other distance ed children in her program. I was a little sad when I walked away cause she kinda gave me a goodbye kiss (which I had to ask for), turned her back and did not once look back to me. To make up for this, when I picked her up she had the biggest grin on her face which showed me she was so proud of everything she had done today.

The one thing Little Miss 4 did tell me about her day was she made two pasta necklaces, one for her and one for Rusty, go figure!
She has one more day of Mini School tomorrow, then back to normal days at home, well as normal as we busy people could possibly get!

I am pretty excited because on Wednesday I am meeting with my 'boss' to sort out some details of the Kindysport programme I am implementing in our community. I will start that next term, after a trail day during the next school holidays, in all that spare time I currently have! I really can't wait to get this started, it will help to keep me occupied next year when I have both of my children at school.

I also have to consider planning Little Miss 4's next birthday coming up in a few months. She reminds me every day it is only 2 weeks away! Not far off, only 9 weeks to go, but if I am to do a party, planning is key out here!

With all that happening, the weather will warm up soon and we will start camping again, not that the temperature has stopped us, we have been a tad pre occupied with training to worry about camping, and DH was sick, amongst the silly roster his company maintains, and we have to remember Master 6 is still required to go to school (even though he had today off because he was a little weary from our weekend, and will have a week off soon for our tough mudder event).

Add to our list, jazz lessons, music classes, touch footy, golf, Master 6 wants to do Martial Arts, homework, my personal studies, the eKindy program I am trying to run, and housework. No wonder my house looks like a bomb hit most days! And thank goodness for my slow cooker, thermomix and fantastic Husband. I am going to relish my time off tomorrow (to do the grocery shopping alone over a period of 5 hours ALONE)!