Rasita My Family, My Animals, My Food

I should add to the title that I am buying this family utensil with my birthday money.

I am not a person who really gets excited about jewellery, pretty stuff or stuff just for me. Where is the fun if you can’t share.

A few years back I bought a mini donut maker with some birthday money I was given. Not long after I got it home I was swiftly told off for purchasing something that wasn’t ‘just for myself’. So I returned that purchase and bought some art supplies instead. I have plenty of art supplies (can you ever have too much though?) and what I bought wasn’t truly something I wanted either. (I was restricted to where I purchased due to the money being on a gift card). Anyhow, I am over that and it was probably the right choice to return the donut maker, after all, my woodles the waffle maker sits unused most of the year and I sure it would have ended up just taking up precious cupboard space.

What does this have to do with a slow cooker? Everything and nothing.

I have been researching/asking questions about slow cookers for a while now and watching the prices of those in the shops, so when my dad sent me some birthday money I decided it was time to buy one for us to use. And it will get used. Between running and bread run it will be used at least twice a week. It is something that is not going to gather dust and will take up precious bench space instead!

This write up is a little bit late, but, better late then never hey!

Cook’s Tour was a fun event. We (Audrey, Le-anne and myself) did the 30km event. We completed it in 5hrs 30 min (approx). It was nice up on the track, staying together and just enjoying the event. It was not an always easy 30km, but there were plenty of laughs along the way. There were also a few large puddles we had to work out how to get through dry and unmuddy. I ended up the muddiest of the trio, but it was all fun.

The Gantry is a patch of the state forest, situated at Mt Mee. It has long trails and steep hills.

Today, four of us, went for a 21km trail walk to see how we were fairing for the upcoming Oxfam trailwalker. We did not fair too well. Our speed averaged about 4km/hr and the hills were tough (the scenery was beautiful though). The leaches were plenty also!

At first we did the Somerset trail, then we did about 8km on Pegg Rd.

Somerset trail was a bit overgrown but still a pleasant walk (if we hadn’t been trying to get some good times). I wouldn’t mind doing that one again, though possibly in a time when there were less leaches! I ended up with 2 on my right shoe and 1 on my left sock. I also need to do something about my shoes, as my feet were hurting halfway through this first 13km. Next time I will be better prepared, take my time and enjoy the beauty around us (yellow banksia, delicate white ground orchards, dew drops on the branches and breath taking views)

It is hard, I feel so slow, I feel like I am slowing everyone down.

I admit to having doubts about my own capabilities, especially when I run/jog so slowly. All these grand plans of running/walking long distances are starting to seem a little more daunting then usual.

Admittedly, running in the morning is harder then the afternoon and I am able to jog for longer then I used to but my times don’t seem to have improved any, my weight is still the same and my shins are telling me to slow down, but when I do, they yell at me that it isn’t time! Can’t win with those shins of mine. One of the ladies in the group I jog with, came into the group unable to keep up, now I am lagging behind.

I do, however, enjoy my morning runs and training sessions as we get to plot and plan the many business ideas which pass through our heads. It is a bit of adult girl time and the company is great.

We are currently running a 3 minute, 5minute, 3 minute, 5minute route, with walking breaks in between times.

What a day! It was a fun day though.

The atmosphere was great, there were no real crowds, there was lots of lycra, and it was a safe environment for the kids to hang out with minimal supervision. The main rule of the day was to stay out of the riders way.