I don't want to miss a thing

Well my dads 70th birthday party was a great success even though I was Miss Stress Head especially the last few days leading up to it. I didn't stop once from 6am on the Thursday right up until 7:30pm on the Friday (the night of the party) and everything stressed me out as I battled with time or the lack of it. The calming thing for me was doing the buffet, everything after that or before that just left me totally stressed out. I didn't even have as much time as I needed or wanted to get ready which annoyed me more than anything because I didn't feel 100% right but it was fine.
The party was fun, I did a quiz about my dad which seemed to get the party going and everyone seemed to really enjoy it and I was shocked that my mum's team won because I didn't expect it, I thought someone else would win.
I was up dancing most of the night which is shocking and totally out of character for me because of my super low confidence but that night I felt more confident than normal and I didn't need many drinks in me to pluck up the confidence and courage to get Sue up on the dance floor. Soon there was about 6 of us from the running club up and dancing and I found myself dancing with people I didn't really know or like because of what I heard about them. Lyndsey and Louise were up every now and then but what shocked me was when they left the dance floor I didn't which I would of normally of done. I think it helped that I was at my dad's party and knew everyone or at least knew who they were. I didn't feel really confident up there but I am glad that I stayed up there for most of the night.
I got Linda to help me with the birthday cakes because we did one for Sue too because it's her birthday on the same day as my dads, she's exactly half his age, and he wanted to make a big thing about it so he did a speech and got her up and I went up and gave her a card and a present and she was shocked. Anyway we got her a cake too so when I did my dad's cake we did Sue's too and she was shocked to find she had gotten a cake too.
It was a wonderful night and everyone kept coming up to me and saying "well done" for organizing everything and I think I got almost as many hugs and kisses as my dad that night off everyone which was nice.

When I got home that night both my dad and Pete was pissed out of their heads but my dad went off to bed whereas Pete ended up throwing up all other the place and falling asleep in the bathroom for 4 hours which wasn't fun for me because I was dying to go in there for hours and when I banged on the door I got no response so I was sat up most of the night waiting to get in the bathroom and only got three hours sleep and had a throbbing headache all the next morning because I couldn't get in the kitchen because Pete was in the middle room on the futon.
When I finally got in there I discovered Pete had left loads of sick everywhere and it seemed like he didn't really want to clean it up and he half cleaned it once my dad put a mop and mop bucket in his hands.

The day we didn't get much done because of how rough Pete felt. I put some money on the grand national and we went out for a carvery in the evening. My dad went to bed early and so did Pete so I went off to sit and chat online on my laptop until the early hours of the morning!
Next day I didn't go downstairs until shortly before we went out to lunch, we went down to the Ribchester arms for a few hours for a meal before we went one way and Pete went the other - home.
When we got back to my house we cleaned up the rest of Pete's sick and gave the house a good clean before I went round to see Louise to chill out for an hour.

Monday saw me getting my nails done again. I'd got them done on Thursday but the glitter was pealing and breaking off so Lyndsey said she'd take it all off and give me another set of nails. My nails looked fab when she finished, as always!

The rest of the week just saw me doing bits and pieces around the house and on Wednesday going up to Pendle Hill with my dad and Louise for a run & eat. It is a running club event and obviously Lou & I weren't going to run so we went for a walk but Lou wanted to go back much sooner than me and knowing woman (or people in general) aren't allowed to go off alone in case of injury/getting lost/being attacked I had no choice but to go back with Louise when she wanted but I could of carried on for another 30 minutes before turning back so I was a little disappointed with her efforts. I did think I was the most unfit person I know but now I'm thinking she might just be more unfit than me which shocks me because I did think she'd be fitter than me because I call myself Miss Super Unfit.
We had Mexican food that night, I had a chicken burrito, once they finally served the food and I got to hand out photo's to people who came to the party.

Thursday was dull and I spent the day trying to get sponsorship for our next club race. Finding people to ask for sponsorship and writing them letters. I hope I get some more, it would be great if I did.

Friday was my dad's birthday and we ended up at The Ribchester Arms again for another lovely meal and my dad was drunk by the middle of the afternoon and was in bed by tea time.

Saturday, Sunday & Monday (Easter Weekend) the weather was amazing here. Stunning blue skies, the sun and a nice cool breeze so I had to make the most of it. On the Saturday I walked for 70 minutes, the Sunday I walked 75 minutes & the Monday I walked 110 minutes. The Sunday was the hardest because I was still feeling pretty tired from Saturday & Sunday as the walks are nearly all uphill on the way home, but I was determined to go further and I wanted to go further still but I knew that I would struggle if I did that so I am glad that I turned round when I did but it was a nice walk and the music I had on stopped it from dragging or feeling as long as it was.

I am walking a half marathon on the 23rd May so I have to walk daily for at least an hour a time. If it's raining I'm still going to have to go out but I will take my umbrella unless the weather is too bad, because of rain, but on days like that I can put on my baseball cap and go down to Witton Park I guess. I can't walk for less than a hour a time unless I don't feel well (even though I've not felt good all weekend) or the weather is super bad). I need to get up to 4 hours walking which is double today but I don't think I will be doing that for at least two weeks because my body isn't used to me doing anything even though I walked everyday for three weeks I stopped three weeks ago so I need to get back into that.
It is leaving me super tired though and I've been going to bed earlier and sleeping longer but I knew that would happen because of how unfit I am but I hope over the next 6 months my fitness will improve and improve. I'm basically going from doing no exercise since well never to wanting to get fit so of course it's going to take it's toll on my body!