I decided to buy a whole bottle of my favourite red wine. If I was going to drink wine, then why not my favourite. I wanted to savour it. Will throw the rest away. Still cheaper than wine in a nice restaurant.
Lovely breeze on the patio, contemplating why one olive tree is thriving and the other not, chilling after a hard workout and a well needed shower. It was just delightful to have my first glass of wine. Really nice.
Towards the end of the second glass it didn't taste quite as nice. But still nice to sit on the bench in the garden contemplating how good life was.
Went in for dinner..... and then started feeling lazy.
I was asleep on the sofa before 9pm. Mmmmmmm not good. Was planning movie night with hubbie and had to go to bed at 9.05pm, at the same time as the children!!!!!!
Slept for 11 hours and couldn't move when I woke up. My whole body was in agony. Am wondering now whether Patrick timed indulgence with new execrcises so we would think that the effect was worse! My waist through to my lower back and pelvis is in agony. Can only think that hopping and V sit are the culprits, not my 2 glasses of red wine. They are just responsible for getting me to bed at 9pm on a Saturday night.
And now my bras are too big.
