Six and a half hours of training this week and I don’t even want to think how many glasses of wine were drunk. It was a big week for impromptu socialising!
1) a beautiful, sunny lunch time run that brought the smile back to my face – that’s really all I have to say about that. I ran for half an hour at a steady, not-too-slow pace, under glorious blue skies, and came back to my office feeling entirely rejuvenated and ready for the afternoon. It was glorious.
2) Impromptu work drinks on Wednesday night and Thursday night: as I mentioned above, too much drinking. But I have a great group of colleagues and there’s an outdoor pop-up bar right by the office in the summer months so sometimes it’s really nice not to either be working, or rushing home, and to enjoy a few drinks outdoor in the sun instead.
3) Yoga in the park followed by a sunny cycle around Richmond Park: Saturday dawned still bright and sunny and so, while James went off to play tennis, I jumped on my bike and headed to Brockwell Park for my second week of BrixtonYoga in a row with the lovely Gurpreet taking the class. The classes are great, the movements are challenging but not impossible, and Gurpreet is so friendly and down-to-earth that it’s just brilliant. Afterwards, I headed out for a lovely solo cycle around Richmond Park – not particularly fast as I had to keep stopping to take pictures of the deer….
4) Continuing to follow the political disaster that is our country right now: last week saw more people saying the equivalent of they didn’t know what the hell to do next, the Labour party tearing itself apart and the Tories trying to copy them. It turned out one of the potential leaders (who stepped down this morning) had lied on her CV about her financial job experience and her insightful economic analysis amounted to “it will all be fine”. I don’t support the Tories and I didn’t vote Leave but what we actually need now its happened, is strong leadership to come up with a plan (which apparently none of the Leave campaigners had). So I never ever thought I’d say this but thank god Teresa May is going to be Prime Minister. Hopefully she’ll be too preoccupied with Brexit to do any of the terrifying things she usually talks about.
5) Two dinner parties! I did mention I drank too much this week. On Saturday, we went over to Charlotte’s for pulled pork rolls on the roof terrace, and then spent all of Sunday recovering (watching the Tour de France and Andy Murray) before going over to James’ supervisor’s flat for a dinner to celebrate James finishing his PhD and getting a job. Their flat was absolutely incredible with ginormous windows and stunning views over London, and the food was delicious – we started with bloody marys and oysters. It was a lovely evening and a great end to the weekend.