Easter Eggs and Aching Muscles

Holidays are by default always too short. I think that even if life itself would be one long holiday you would still want more. Easter's now over and I have to get used to getting up at 6.30 again. Why is it always so much easier to get up early when you don't have to?

Had a few really nice days off at Easter though...all nice, warm and sunny and I took advantage of every second. Did some spring cleaning, went for walks, had pints in the sun and went for a long nice drive with my friend Julie along the coast and then up through Wicklow mountains. Had nice lunch in Bray at Barracuda and went for a little stroll along the promenade.

Feel better than in a long time and no, it is not only due to the nice weather (read: lack of rain). Have not smoked since Thursday night and feel rather good about it. Am not promising it is forever, but I will at least make the effort. So far so good...Also, the cycling to work every day is slowly but surely doing its work on my arse and thighs. Hehe...Last but not least - I have started doing Pilates (and will start with Power Yoga next week) to at least make an attempt to be in some sort of shape before the summer's here.

Well, that's pretty much all the news I have for the time being...well, not really. I have started studying Irish (no, not English with an Irish pronunciation, but the actual Celtic language). I would be lying if I said that it was easy...Diarmuid helps me a lot, but to be honest it is more me guessing what the words should sound like instead of me actually learning the language rules. I will make more of an effort, I promise...

Last but not least, my sis is coming over with her daughter Alice the first week in May. Alice will then be about 3 months old, but you know what they say about hot irons...she will be a globetrotter before long.