to-do-lists and bikes from hell

Yesterday I made a wedding to-do list to prove to Mr Jones that the whimpering in my sleep and the furrows on my brow aren't just a plea for attention. It had 33 items on it and I'm sure there's more to do! I have now delegated a large chunk to Mr Jones who assures me that it'll all be sorted by the end of the week.

Yesterday I also went to my first ever spinning class. It wasn't as bad as a I thought it would be and I managed to keep up. However - I shan't be going again. I have been unable to sit down in any sort of comfort since I slid off the seat - which had clearly been designed for someone with a much smaller behind.