What's been going on?

So, just as quickly as I found my blog mojo again it vanished.

Maybe it’s because I have discovered this: http://taniakindersley.blogspot.com/ which makes everything I do here meaningless and amateur. Treat yourself and have a read and gaze at The Pigeon!

Maybe it’s because I’ve been training hard and having anxiety attacks about this: http://www.destinationbasingstoke.co.uk/?page=BasingstokeHalfMarathon a week and a half to go and the hip is spazzing out in a big way and the knees have occasional moments where they feel like they’ve been kicked, repeatedly, by Giant Haystacks and Cee Lo Green wearing stilettos. But on the whole I am looking forward to the challenge and also to eating BAGELS and PASTA for 48 hours before hand. I am running it for St Michaels Hospice so if you want to sponsor me here is the link: http://www.justgiving.com/Rachruns2011challenge

Maybe it’s because my mind is obsessed by horse print clothing. Look at this fine item! http://www.matalan.co.uk/fcp/product/fashion-to-buy-online/-dresses/horse%20print%20peter%20pan%20dress%20black/41620 look how amazing that would look with black tights and maybe red shoes? The website says wear with mustard? I think not. Is it a dress or a sausage? Also note how I saw said item last week in Matalan and did not buy it and now I’m convinced I am not going to be able to track it down again. You know…First World problems…

Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner? (I’m not, I can assure you.)

Maybe it’s because the mind is racing and planning for the holiday to Vietnam? Several cookery programmes and endless repeats of the Top Gear special have helped whet the appetite and I am hugely excited about experiencing a new country, feeling the sun on my skin (God knows there wasn’t enough of that here this ‘summer’) and shooting an AK47 (apparently). Vietnam please don’t let me down and be rubbish. I am sure you won’t be.

Maybe it’s because the old demons of caffeine reliance have returned slowly and stealthily… rooibos tea is still on the menu but also so is a daily latte from the work coffee shop. Swiftly followed by an urgent trip to the toilet and rendering me skittish and with a short attention span. And I am paying 93p a day for this privilege.

Maybe it’s because I am not sure why I am blogging anyway? Is anyone actually reading this stuff? Hello – can anyone actually hear me? Am I just ranting and posting for the sake of it? If anyone IS reading this then please leave a comment or send me a DM on the Twitter and then I’ll know whether to bother in the future. Thank you kindly.