What a weekend. I need another two days to catch up on sleep. There was the usual rugby on Saturday and this week we were playing at a ground an hour’s drive away in the eastern suburbs. The weather wasn’t kind to us at all – winds were gale force and extremely icy, making life…
(Yes, I know it’s Tuesday but I was as sick as a dog yesterday. Could not even type, let alone focus on the screen. Felt bloody awful actually.) But what a difference 24 hours makes. Today I can actually stand up for more than two minutes without my legs becoming weak underneath me. I spent…
For the next two weeks we’ll be glued to our TV screens watching sporting teams do battle at the London Olympics. And if you’re like me, probably cringing at the standard of the television commentary, haphazard as it is (Eddie McGuire, I’m looking at YOU). But for the athletes, four years of hard slog and…
Monday is always a tough day to get going, isn’t it? I’m usually wishing it was still Sunday, that I could simply ignore that early morning alarm and snuggle deeper under the covers. But then the knowledge crowds my brain that unless I get up, I will have children at home all day and NOT…
Meet Sarah!
Former wild-child of the 80’s, she’s GenX and proud of it. Lives for music concerts, travel that features plane tickets, and lifting heavy at the gym. Forever planning to write more. Friends and family are everything, as are NZ’s All Blacks. Rather partial to a cheeky glass of Pino.
