My apologies for the delay in posting, i have been rather busy with exams and work, but enough of the excuses.....
As you may or may not know today is pancake day (shove Tuesday) and i have achieved what i once thought impossible, i am actually pancaked out!!! ( I do hope my mother isn't reading this as she would go spare but...) Not only did i have them with the "hyperactive spider loving one" this morning (which in itself was a mistake as an argument ensued about the correct thickness of ones pancake) but i went to a pancake party tonight! On offer was a veritable feast including thick American style blueberry ones (with real blueberries in which popped and melted in the mouth) thin crepes with an option of lemon and sugar, nutella, maple syrup, grated choc, banana and many more. I am utterly stuffed and don't think i could face another pancake for a while! All in all a rather fabulous evening with delicious food drink and a surprisingly large amount of Beatles (the band not the insect!)
As previously promised a short update on my sporting prowess. After last time i was determined to get into the spirit of all things squash and try my best to be a good sports person. Sadly i am now 7th on the GSC league table and i think this speaks for itself! I tried my hardest and was assured that i had improved since last time (which to be fair wasn't difficult!), unfortunately i hadn't banked on everyone else getting better too and so with a new member who was also better than me ( not by a huge amount i hasten to add) i dropped down a place and am still at the bottom of the table. Not only did i have the hideous embarrassment of loosing yet again but i also managed to injure myself by hitting my hand with my racket and had a huge bruise on my leg for two weeks from when i was walking out of the gym and tripped up over a rowing machine. That was three weeks ago and due to exams and other commitments i haven't played since (at least that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!) So as my title suggests, many pancakes and no squash is going to make for a very lean lent, I'm thinking dry bread and water.........or was it locusts and honey?
Tuesday 20 February 2007
Saturday 27 January 2007
Welcome to my blog: I'm new to these things so you'll have to bear with me. I am a London based music student/performer/teacher. This blog is mainly a place for me to vent the good, the bad and the ugly of London student life, and I suppose in time to come the life of a struggling (is there any other sort) freelance classical musician.
I am (in the words of one of my flatmates) "somewhat sedentary" hence the name "infrequent jogger" however i resent this statement (:-p) if you put into context the fact that he plays squash several times a week, is incapable of doing anything but sprint up and down any set of stairs, cannot sit still for more than a minute and runs around like he has a rocket up his arse all day long, then you may realise that his view of sedentary and the normal view of sedentary is somewhat different. OK, so when faced with the choice between a run in the park or my lovely comfy bed and a book it would be the latter every time, but does this make me sedentary or just normal?? However, I do have occasional bouts of conscience for my physical well-being, take up my running shoes and commit to the grueling slog up the hill to our local park, with a pit stop at the swings which I assure you is done because it is highly beneficial anaerobic (or is it aerobic?) exercise and not just because it's fun, followed by a jog around the perimeter of the rest of the park interspersed with purposefully paced power-walking (note alliterative pun [and if you can say that after ten pints.....]) to then head back home praising whichever deity feels appropriate at the the time that the park is at the top of a hill only to reach the final destination of home and curse said deity that i live at the top of the flat, up two flights of stairs. After finally crawling up to my room I will flop down onto my beautiful bed and reaffirm my deeply held belief that voluntary exercises is not for the faint hearted, the slightly unfit or semi-sedentary, but rather for the obsessive compulsive type, who has more spare time on their hands than is good for them and a sadly contracted professional and social life.
As you will probably have surmised from my name and this post i am not a voluntary exerciser, recently however i have been coerced by the aforementioned flatmate into joining our conservatoire's newly formed (by him) squash club, depending on one's point of view (and also depending on being in full possession of the facts [and/or the clubs membership list]) i could be very proud to be ranked 6th or very disappointed at being the bottom of six members. Be assured that i shall keep you all up to date regarding my very gradually acquired sporting prowess.
When not practising (ha! another pun: how sad!) the art of music, I enjoy cooking for both myself and my friends, and attending to the needs of my beloved Dexter, aka my Honda CBR125R (for those uninformed in the world of bike this is a motorbike)
So for now it is au-revoir until life's excitements spill over and need to be shared with the world at large again.......
I am (in the words of one of my flatmates) "somewhat sedentary" hence the name "infrequent jogger" however i resent this statement (:-p) if you put into context the fact that he plays squash several times a week, is incapable of doing anything but sprint up and down any set of stairs, cannot sit still for more than a minute and runs around like he has a rocket up his arse all day long, then you may realise that his view of sedentary and the normal view of sedentary is somewhat different. OK, so when faced with the choice between a run in the park or my lovely comfy bed and a book it would be the latter every time, but does this make me sedentary or just normal?? However, I do have occasional bouts of conscience for my physical well-being, take up my running shoes and commit to the grueling slog up the hill to our local park, with a pit stop at the swings which I assure you is done because it is highly beneficial anaerobic (or is it aerobic?) exercise and not just because it's fun, followed by a jog around the perimeter of the rest of the park interspersed with purposefully paced power-walking (note alliterative pun [and if you can say that after ten pints.....]) to then head back home praising whichever deity feels appropriate at the the time that the park is at the top of a hill only to reach the final destination of home and curse said deity that i live at the top of the flat, up two flights of stairs. After finally crawling up to my room I will flop down onto my beautiful bed and reaffirm my deeply held belief that voluntary exercises is not for the faint hearted, the slightly unfit or semi-sedentary, but rather for the obsessive compulsive type, who has more spare time on their hands than is good for them and a sadly contracted professional and social life.
As you will probably have surmised from my name and this post i am not a voluntary exerciser, recently however i have been coerced by the aforementioned flatmate into joining our conservatoire's newly formed (by him) squash club, depending on one's point of view (and also depending on being in full possession of the facts [and/or the clubs membership list]) i could be very proud to be ranked 6th or very disappointed at being the bottom of six members. Be assured that i shall keep you all up to date regarding my very gradually acquired sporting prowess.
When not practising (ha! another pun: how sad!) the art of music, I enjoy cooking for both myself and my friends, and attending to the needs of my beloved Dexter, aka my Honda CBR125R (for those uninformed in the world of bike this is a motorbike)
So for now it is au-revoir until life's excitements spill over and need to be shared with the world at large again.......
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