Saturday was skater day, we met, we drove, we found a car park, put on our skates and off we went. Well, Dani and Lisa did, they skated like lithe teenagers, agile and controlled. I, on the other hand, was all over the place and had the grace of a Rhinoceros. It is not usual to use your car to stop yourself, is it? It took me a while, but I got it together towards the end of our afternoon. Emma joined us later and we skated a bit more, I fell on my butt and we chatted about her new job. I am proud that I only fell once, even if I was stationary and went from the standing to the seated position. I yelped out in pain and fell back onto the tarmac whilst the girls skated over to see if I was OK (I was fine, just injured pride.)

It was nice to spend the afternoon with friends, but even better to be getting fit at the same time. Although I should rethink my outfit next time, as I put on big ol' sensible pants to wear underneath my leggings and did not think about how see through my choice of outerwear was.

Last night Dani and I went skating again, this time on the cycle paths round the industrial estate. For some reason being out on the main roads (well, the main pathways) made me really nervous, and it was rather traumatic. I just went from lamppost to lamppost, hanging on for dear life and almost crying like the great big baby I am. Oh, and I fell on my arse again. Practise makes perfect, I know this and I know that I need to stick at it. At least I am getting a great workout, mostly because I make life difficult for myself by distributing my weight incorrectly, but it acts as resistance (which also stops me from skating with poise and grace, but whatever!)

For the past two or three nights I have been having very vivid dreams, all quite different, but all meaning the same thing, which is bizarre and interesting. I won't bore you with the details of these nighttime plays, but the main points of what they mean are:

Alarm Bell
To hear an alarm bell in your sleep, signifies a situation that is giving you much anxiety. This situation may arise unexpectedly where you are then required to spring into action.

Hiding
If the dreamer is doing the hiding, there is a part of them that is "hidden" (even from them), and perhaps it needs to come to the surface and be looked at.

Surgery
To dream that you or someone else is undergoing surgery signifies the opening of the Self and/or the need for emotional healing. You need to "cut out" or eliminate something from your life. Alternatively, you are feeling the influence of some authority figure. A more literal interpretation of this dream may reflect your concerns about upcoming surgery or about your health.

Vampires
Vampires, for most people, represent powerful and evil creatures. Dreaming about vampires suggests that the dreamer may be feeling overwhelmed in some areas of his or her life and is struggling with negative thoughts, feelings, and actions. You may be currently concerned about ethical or moral issues and are experiencing anxiety as a result. The vampire represents personal attributes or negative habits that drain energy and resources or cause emotional exhaustion. If you are being attacked by a vampire, you may perceive yourself as a powerless victim. Interpreting this dream's message may help you to identify the source of your negative feelings and helplessness

All of the above is totally spot on, there is a lot on my mind right now and I am finding it a little difficult to pull myself out of it... but as always, I know I will. Why do things seem to accumulate? Break it down and it doesn't seem so bad; but as a whole, it is very frightening to try and face. Anyway, I have my plan, I have my timescales, I just need to learn patience and keep on trucking. BAH, swings and roundabouts, tis all.

This morning I was awake at 6am, which is a rare thing... but the whole ordeal was a total mistake. I looked at my clock and saw an 8 rather than the 6 that was there. I leapt out of bed (because if the time was true it meant I had overslept, which is not unusual for me) and straight into the shower. As I stood with the spray in my face and my fingers working overtime with the shampoo on my mane, I found I was squinting. I am not the smartest cookie first thing and it takes me a few minutes to realise the obvious... I was squinting because the sun was in my face. "Well, that is odd" I thought to myself, "the sun is never this low normally" and I turned around to rinse the shampoo out of my hair. All of sudden it dawned on me - it is 6 o-bloody-clock, isn't it?! Sure as shit, once I got out the shower I realised I had made a mistake with the time. So after that, and the weird dreams about boob jobs and vampires, I do hope I sleep well tonight; otherwise work won't be getting anything out of me tomorrow.