Thank god its Monday

For most people the weekend is a time of rest, of taking it easy. Not so much for me, not this past weekend in any case. 

I got up early on Saturday and did a 10k run around Wimbledon Common. As ever the first 5k was horrible but the second was really enjoyable. I actually intended to keep going but took a wrong turn and ended up at the car park.

We then met up with my sister and her husband later in the day and took my three year old son to his first fun fair. One of the many things I love about having a young child is their sense of wonder at everything. They don't see the grime that lurks around the edges, they just see colour and excitement and fun.

The one thing I didn't do though was write so Sunday was catch up day on that. I clocked in 2500 words - the most I've ever written in one go. The book is just nudging 20,000 words, a total I'm very happy with.

I have one more week of work and then I have 7 days off when I intend to write  that total every day.

I love these moments when I'm climbing the word mountain and I can just stop and say "wow". I'm on my way.