Never tell a man he is right.
And.. because Bill never reads this, I can say hes right. He told me not to "go hard" at the gym. He told me "not to plate up too much" so I didn't, which is a good. But I did "go hard" on the rowing machine. Hrrrmmmm I am thinking today that wasn't such a smart thing to do.
You see, they have a challenge at the gym for speed rowing, then on the bike and running. Well I can't run ( because of my ankle ) so I thought I would see just how far and how fast I can go.

I am happy to say that I rowed 1850 meters in 10 mins (bear in mind I haven't been for a while) but extremely unhappy to say I cannot move very freely today. Its not bad, but that will teach me. Its half Bill's fault, he was sitting (sitting, not rowing) beside me telling me to go for it! *sigh*

In other news, Levi is a saint. He mowed all the lawns today. Did all the trimming by hand, he's such a darling

On a funny note. My darling Livvy is such a nice child. She was having her bath and I walked in to wash her hair. After telling me that when I put the conditioner in her hair I had to give her a scalp massage (again, thanks to Bill!) she then proceeded to tell me how beautiful I was. I had my hair down.
She looked at me "Actually Mummy, I only love you more with your hair down! When its up you look ok, but when its down you look beautiful"
I wasn't at all phased by this comment. Thats the norm for her.
As I said, shes a darling.

Happy Saturday everyone