Ice Princess

I dragged myself to my first ever communal sweat-a-thon today and tried a spinning class. I thought I'd ease my way in with the Beginners class. After ten minutes I think it was even money on whether I'd finish and there was a sweepstake on when I would vomit. I managed to complete the class though and then walk home through the snow. I might even go back.

On getting home I was pointed in the direction of the trampoline which was bowing alarmingly under the weight of snow. So it was straight on to the trampoline with a shovel to clear about three feet of snow that was gathered on there. Eve came out to help me but got distracted by the icicles and then gave up completely to build a snow family.

Trampoline cleared, I thought I'd go for the Robin blip and, in the absence of fat balls, put some crushed quavers on the snowy patio table. All that happened was the Robins went hyperactive so I've dozens of blurry photos of headbanging Robins but none that I'd want to share. So here's Eve in front of some icicles.

It's five hours since that spinning class finished now so I'd better drag my humming body off to the shower.