Drunken Ice skating and Iris Awards

10/10  I give drunken ice skating with friends I only get to see once a year a 10/10.  That is until the morning after when I discover the cracked rib.  I will never forget the conga line we created on the Ice skating rink with my fellow photogs led by Kaye Davis riding a bright orange seal meant for children...the children who had all been quickly cleared from the ice by their intelligent parents when our rowdy group entered the rink.   Now i haven't been ice skating in ages...or inebriated for that matter either but there is something about the combination that was irresistible.  And as difficult as it is to roll on to my right side now I wouldn't take those memories away for anything...the only problem was I don't believe there is a photographic representation of the entire debacle...a bit sad for a group of 20+ photographers.

So what I learned from the Iris Awards this year as it applies to my exercise routine.

1. Pushing a grown woman around an ice rink on a bright orange seal works your bum muscles like no gym equipment ever could.

2. Renting a house three k's from the venue is a really good idea as long as it doesn't rain

3. It is difficult to find healthy food in an airport that doesn't taste like ass.

4.  When I don't keep up my food diary I am significantly more likely to add crap.


The Next 10 out of 10 I scored was for my images.  I put 10 images in to the National Print Judging and for the first time ever for me they all took out awards:

Silvers:

Bronze Awards:

Recovery Plans:

So now after a week of not quite sticking to my plans I am back to focus that much harder.  I have also signed up for Look Better Naked at Les Mills Gym so I imagine I will have my butt solidly kicked here shortly. 

Mwwwwwaaaaahhhhh,

Mandi