Well, what hasn’t been going on around these parts…
Spurred on by my latest penchant for shuffling in the evenings, there is a new household competition in town.
Man vs. Woman.
Husband vs. Wife.
Swede vs. Australian.
Left-handed but can also use their right hand vs. someone who can only use their left hand.
Black eyewear owner vs. Vintage tortoise shell eyewear owner.
Bread eater vs. no wheat products of any type eater.
Yes, The Swedish Husband Vs Loulou: Who’s the first to lose five kilograms and get fit!
Who’s the first to lost 5 kgs wins, 1) knowing that they are THE BEST, 2) a lifetime of saying ‘I am the champion’ and also 3) a night out with friends on the town – no kids.
We had a nude weigh-in on Sunday night – which sounds like it should have been way more fun than it was – because we know it may come down to just grams.
TSH said he thought it might take us around 3 months to drop 5 kgs and get in shape. I told him he didn’t know who he was dealing with. I’ll do anything to win. Including exercise.
Game on! It’s out there. And let’s just say the competition is really heating up. It’s a complete lifestyle change for us, heading into the Swedish autumn.
Mid-week, the competition has been fever pitch. Usually, TSH makes me a morning smoothie full of healthy fats, protein and blueberries. Very healthy and slimming. But since it’s been ‘game on’, I HAVE NIGH ON NOT SEEN AN EARLY MORNING SMOOTHIE, YET HE TAKES A ‘TO-GO’ SMOOTHIE EVERY DAY TO WORK! Playing dirty! I’m shocked, but only because I didn’t think of it first. What is he thinking? I’ll go hungry and plunge straight in to the gluten/wheat/grain free toast?
And look at the rubbish text he sent me yesterday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Starts out all kissy kissy I love you, heart, heart, heart then BOOM! ‘Just checking in going For a Power walk’!!!!!! A Power walk, note the capital.
I wrote back you’re an angel but what I really meant was: I KNOW WHAT POWER WALK MEANS, YOU ARE REALLY GOING FOR A FAST RUN BECAUSE YOU ARE TRYING TO BEAT ME AND GET FITTER QUICKER. TRYING TO MAKE IT SOUND LIKE YOU ARE JUST WALKING FAST, BUT I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE UP TO!
AND DONT THINK I MISSED YOUR LITTLE FRENCH ACCENT WHICH YOU CLAIM IS AN AUTOCORRECT. YOU ARE TAUNTING ME WITH YOUR EUROPEAN- NESS AND FRENCH LANGUAGE SKILLS TRYING TO REMIND ME THAT YOU HAVE SKILLS THAT I DO NOT.
BUT YOU WILL NOT WIN MON FRÈRE, YOU WILL NOT WIN!
This morning he told me he ‘felt lighter’ coming down the stairs. CUE EYE ROLL. It’s been 3 days.
It’s all psychological war fare at the moment. My forte.
Game on fat boy, game on!
In other exciting news:
- I’ll be wielding my power again. Tomorrow night is the first meeting back for the body corporate. AT OUR HOUSE. Pressure’s on. I must deliver good snacks.
- Tina Sparkles arrives Friday night for the weekend. Sparks joy.
- We’re all invited to a party on Saturday and will celebrate a birthday by eating fermented herring. TRUE STORY.
- Even though I scoffed about Swedish real estate agents selling apples rather than houses, it’s now apple season in the village and I cannot stop taking pictures of them!
Have great rest of the week….