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Don't be last!

So after a week of anticipation both Izzy and I lined up for our first cyclo cross races today! I will admit that I spent most of hers with my heart in my mouth cheering her on and trying not to burst into tears - what is it with kids and emotions?! I was so proud of her for lining  up so bravely with almost 80 other kids and then taking her time around what was a twisty little course. When my time came I was cursing Glenn for suggesting I do this. My course (unlike last weeks) was all either up or down wooded single track - his perfect course and my worst nightmare! Typically he has pulled his back so he wasn't even riding it! I did my warm up sighting lap and would have happily pulled out at that point, not least given the almighty crash I'd seen in Izzy's race. However I lined up with the other novices, behind the youth race and off we went. After the first lap I realised my biggest chance of coming off was going too slowly around the corners and I got going properly and loved it. I finished with a huge smile on my face absolutely knackered - I did think I was going to be sick at one point but I managed to pass enough people to be the 3rd girl home in my group - not bad. for a first timer.  Izzy's words of wisdom to me on the start line - don't be last Mummy - we did each other proud!

Yesterday was a slightly calmer day when we set off to Simon and Audrey's to meet their new fur baby, Piper. She is a very sweet little ball of fluff and we did our very best not to completely corrupt her on only day 3. We'll leave that to Mum and Dad for when they puppy sit next week! Given its their brand new baby they both did very well not to haul her off us as we made the most of puppy cuddles. I had to smile when Audrey pointedly said "we haven't let her sit on our knees while we are on the furniture..." Ah, point taken, we'll sit with her on the floor then! She is going to be one very well loved little puppy.

Tomorrow is a working Monday and already I'm resenting the fact I have to be in the office (and London as well - ugh). This said I have Friday off to compensate and then its half term - how can that have come around so quickly? Apparently this is the longest term of the year - are they kidding?!? This week we are off to visit one of the schools we might choose, the first we've been to for a proper look. I'm hoping this one doesn't quite come up to our expectations as its a flexi boarder and therefore more expensive / would mean the girls would probably end up away a few nights a week. Early days yet and trying to keep an open mind. Given Abi went to bed in tears tonight (she wasn't sure why, just felt emotional) I feel I want to keep them close. Mind you, I could well have changed my mind by the time she's 13!

Piper, the new fur-baby



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