I supposed in some ways it is nice to have skin like a 15 year old, but at 38 the huge spots do get a bit tiresome.
I have been using it for a few days now and I look like I have got some kind of red, flaky skin lurgy but I can see, underneath all that, that the spots are reducing and there are no blackheads so it's doing its job. Woohoo! Good job I work from home though, I am not sure I would be so elated if I had to go out and see people looking like this.
Anyway, now I've put you off your breakfast...
The butternut squash and spinach gratin wasn't the success I'd hoped - it was kind of watery and undercooked, despite putting it in the oven for 10 minutes longer than the recipe suggested. It had potential though, the flavours were good so I might modify it and try it again some time.
Todays culinary dilemma is what to do with a butternut squash, an aubergine, a punnett of chestnut mushrooms and half a pepper. We have 3 days to use them up, so it shouldn't be too difficult, but I fancy trying some more new recipes. I have about an hour between me finishing work and J getting home each day so there's no excuse not to try new things, but it's always easier to fall back on those easy recipes that you could do with your eyes closed, isn't it?
Exercise wise? Saturday we did none - we had a lazy day in anticipation of the beasting we were going to get from Gav on Sunday. Hmmm.
'Stuff' came up and we ended up having to reorganise our Sunday and putting Gav off.
That meant we had to motivate ourselves to go for a ride AND try to work harder. And we did!
We rode from home and started on our usual 'safe' 6 miler but instead of turning left near the top of the first hill we carried straight on and extended it into a 13-ish mile hill fest. Both of us pushed it that little bit harder up the hills and tried not to stop. It was a good ride - but damned cold (my usual asthma kicked in by the time we got home - I sounded delightful.)
We clocked up 21.5km with 420m of ascent, which is not too bad. And even better, we did it in a little over 2 hours, which isn't bad for us - sure we're not going to win any races, but it's not bad for us.
Here's the route - from the red dot on the left to where it says Moscar Cross is the infamous Gougy Hill - so named because it is a hill with big gouges in it. I came SO close to riding the whole thing yesterday, but I got knobbled by a frozen ridge of mud that threw me off and I couldn't get started again because it's so steep. I got back on a little way up, but felt slightly disappointed that I failed. I think I finally have the strength to ride it, just not the skillz, it seems. One day...
Only 2 days now until new boiler day. I can't believe how much I want a bath - just because I can.
Stinky, signing off...
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