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Date: 05 January 2008 20:40:07
New Year's Day was my first day of feeling human again after the gastroenteritis and also the first day of wanting to eat anything.
Determined to start the year with a serious attempt to get fitter and do more active things with Smudgelet, I put a proposal to him which he surprisingly accepted. We would pack our vouchers and wallet/purses in my bag and would set out to walk to Newport. This may have sounded foolhardy, but the walk is along a fairly frequent bus route and I had the bus fare in my pocket to be used as soon as either of us felt we could go no further, even if it turned out to be at the end of the road. But no, we managed it, much to our mutual pride and amazement (and aching feet and legs)... and with hardly a moan en route! We even chose not to go the most direct route, once we were close enough to dare venture away from the buses.
I'd planned it carefully, checking in advance that Waterstones would be open for Smudgelet to visit with his huge amount of book vouchers in search of the next Artemis Fowl book and also that Matalan would be open for me to buy new socks for Tiddles and new jeans for me (oh, how annoying, I accidentally got paint on my old jeans so sadly had to buy myself some new ones!!!). Only one thing I hadn't thought to check. Yes, after our two hour walk to Newport, we then spent an eternity walking the streets in search of a cafe or restaurant that was open for us to revive our spirits, put our feet up for a moment or two, and eat. All in vain. I was starving, having not eaten for a week, and Smudgelet was starting to whinge so I had to give in and go to the only place that was working normal hours on New Years Day. Yes, my first meal of 2008, first meal of my new fitness drive, first meal on my poor tortured stomach, was......... MacDonalds!