Have you ever seen a dog or a cat when they are feeling a little under the weather - and they head to a patch of grass and start eating it? And nobody really knows why because cats and dogs don't normally eat grass and it's probably not that good for them?
Well, my food of choice when I'm feeling a bit less-than-wonderful is milk. Straight milk. If I've been out for the night and consumed just a wee bit too much of the vino, I'll spend the following day drinking milk from morning til night. On those days I like to add a bit of flavour....like a tablespoon of sugar with 2 more of milo....or maybe some chocolate syrup if I ever had it!! I would say that I go through 2-3 litres of the stuff on my party-boxing-day. In NZ we had a milkshake that you could buy from the local dairy (no aussies, not a cow farm - a corner store!!), and they would come in a large white cup with a picture of a giraffe's head and neck on it saying "The Longest Drink in Town", or something like that. Strawberry would be my poison first thing in the morning.
So what has this got to do with life? Well, I was a bit surprised on Wednesday when I woke up craving milk. And I promise, promise, promise, promise no alcohol has touched my lips for......well I won't say least I embarrasse myself....but it has definitely been a lot of hours that have made up quite a few days since I've had one.
Just a side story - I called into the Woolworths bottle shop just before Xmas Day and bought 2 bottles of wine that I took to different parties around that time. Inevitably I left both unfinished bottles in the hosts' fridges and again had none at home. So just before New Years Eve I went to the shop again feeling a bit conspicuous about buying yet another two bottles!! Then I had a little laugh at the 'Katherine grog situation' and realised that I have nothing to fear as I am a very small minnow in a large sea of grog-buying. So, can you imagine my complete horror when I got to the checkout and the operator said, "You know - last time you were in here ........." Oh..My...God!! I am being recognised at the grog shop! Unbelievable!! I'm going to shop around from now on. Sorry ........ back to the blog.....
So I woke up craving milk and had; a shake before breakfast, followed by a tall glass of milk, followed by my usual oats soaked in yet more milk. At lunch time I had a bite to eat and another shake and repeated the same at dinner. Before bed I had another two glasses of milk and could have gone for more if I didn't think I'd be up all night!
I had a think about it and concluded that it's been a huge week of running around with the kids, fitting in a heap of good workouts, swimming, socialising, work, the start of bootcamp and the running of a household with all of the usual dramas that go with it. While I feel really vitalised and happy with it all, I think my body must have had an off day and there's something in milk that it needs or craves. I'll keep looking into this and see what I'm lacking or if it's just my own special thing that I do...like the cats and dogs!
So I've knocked off a heavy legs, heavy shoulders and lats, medium bis & tris and a couple of good runs. I'm looking for a solid chest & middle back to round off my week.
Kylie is sending me her 5 inch heels and posing bikini so I can start practising my moves! I'm laughing out loud at the thought of myself prancing around in front of the mirror in this get up! (Rob's not laughing. He's smiling. A lot.) She's also warned me about the tan. Apparantely it's beyond the call of any sort of normal tanning. Think more like a can of paint and a roller brush!! And layering it on over a period of days to ensure it's nice and rich in colour. I'm imagining myself walking around Katherine in searing heat with long pants and a long sleeved shirt on to hide the fact that I look like an Indian with the wrong coloured face!!!! Parts of this challenge are going to be very funny, I can just tell! I promise photos will come.....maybe.....
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