Finishing yesterday’s mid afternoon break was a tough one – I felt tired and had a headache. It took a bit of a talking to for me to get back on the oars. Silly, because it is infinitely nicer to be outside than in the hot, smelly cabin. The same thing happened this morning when I woke up-I found every which way of delaying the move outside. Again, ridiculous – breakfast is the best meal of the day (Mum’s porridge mix rules!) and the first few strokes at the oars are also the best of the day.
Song therapy was a success on both occasions, each time accompanied by some dancing (if you can call it that). Said song repertoire was combination of completely-made-up-on-the-spot types and remnants of anything I can remember, all belted out at the top of my lungs to any fish, clouds or waves that cared to listen.
Cheery appearances from my faithful Tweedles also confirmed brilliance of being outside. (N.B I have finally succeeded in photographing them…you’ll have to wait for the book though!)
Yesterday I also talked through the reasons why I should stop being such a wimp and do a few more hours rowing….
– Back on land, I’ll only wish I’m out rowing again
-Headache can be cured & lethargy restored with food, drink & crazy singing/dancing
– I can sleep some other time
– There is a front coming at the weekend which will mean time out with Bob (para anchor) again and I’ll be forced into the cabin
-We’re over half way and the more I row, the quicker we get there
-Dad managed to find the energy for things when he was in real pain and feeling rotten
– The rum punch awaits…
– Don’t be such a lightweight-JUST GET OUT THERE & ROW!!
Shortly after I was rowing into the sunset (another great reason to be outside) and today the thought of porridge in the morning sunshine meant I actually made it to the oars in good time.
Happily, we are still truckin’ on in the right direction, in a less boisterous sea than yesterday, so our progress north has been pretty good and it feels less strenuous with a warm sun on my back. A triumph in the galley, too – for lunch I managed to eat a whole portion of the mush claiming to be ‘Beef bolognaise’. Usually, three mouthfuls in and I’m inviting The Tweedles to dine with me. Dried parmesan cheese would have been such a good idea….
Day 64 – we’re fewer than 1600 nauties from the rum punch and have just crossed off the 86th degree. Also, there’s a bottle of fizz to be had with dinner this evening. Party!
S & D & The Tweedles x x
Marcel – Only allergic to cats though don’t imagine they’d be so good in a rum punch anyway.
Geoff, CLASH – Indeed, my email fairy forwarded it on -thankyou.
Lloyd from Freo – Gemini birthday buddy-hope twas a good one.
Amanda Powell – Lovely email, thank you. Will reply fully on the other side. Keep truckin’!
Nicole ‘Cake Fairy’ Milligan – 5 layered cake sounds perfect-I’ll keep you to it… 🙂
Steph Miller – I agree, just young & silly! Yes, book is in the pipeline. Hopefully out for early 2010.
Sam Bryant & Ashika Gauld – Thank you for lovely email. Looking forward to Southampton Boatshow
Jennie Wills – Phd, eh? Nice one. Course I remember you – I’m not that old & forgetful yet!