That’s all that stands between me and US$1 massages on a Thailand beach, the waves crashing, hot hot sun and a chilled, fruity cocktail in my hand. My God. As my boss would say… palatial. To be honest I don’t think that’s even a word, but the way he says it just oozes magnificance, relaxation and luxury. What do ya know? It is a word…
I know that not all of Thailand is palatial, but I’m thinking of the positives, although still ready for the negatives.
I’m back on the salad diet. It’s going well, except that while typing this at 10.50am my tummy is grumbling. Too early for lunch and there’s nothing here at work to snack on, maybe another cup of coffee? Nah I’ll be good and just drink another litre of water. I’m off for a run tonight, I have to. I have become so slack on the running. So tonight I am making time. I mean seriously I have nothing else I need or even want to do between 5 and 6pm. No assignments, no good TV, no excuses! So my new exercise time slot Monday – Thursday is 5-6pm. Friday is day off, and Saturday and Sunday are morning runs. Only 45 days to tighten up this body, crap, it’s crunch time!
So a question to you all… what are you doing this Christmas/New Years period?