Spring has officially sprung!
I can tell not because the daffs are starting to explode, but because I actually managed to get out for a run, which I have been threatening to do all winter.
In the past week I have been out for two runs and a walk, and I can tell I’ve been eating too much cake because it was really hard.
I mean cake is good, but I need to lay off, and not just because my clothes are starting to shrink (I think I have some sort of fairy infestation sewing my clothes tighter).
But I like baking, and when I have friends over I like to bake for them, and so there will continue to be more cake, and so I must either give up cake, keep on the running, or find that dratted fairy.
But sometimes there must be cake, so I will have to keep up the running. The things we do for baked goods eh?