Just a couple of monthly milestones this month really. You may remember in last months post I was a big tease and left you on tenterhooks. Well, I can now reveal that my big achievement this month was actually playing in public as part of the Derby Hospitals Band. The original plan was to play my saxophone, but due to an excess of loud, noisy sax’s, and fewer sweet, quiet flutes than originally expected, I ended up transferring to my flute a mere 2 weeks before the performance. This meant that after spending several months practicing the sax part, I then had to re-learn the entire set for the flute. I can tell you, this month has been the first time for a decade and a half that I’ve played my flute every day!
The event was at a local gala, and we were fundraising for the hospital. The weather held out thankfully, and we played two sets. Both went really well, the audience seemed to enjoy it, and we ended up raising over £175, which was fantastic.
This was the first time I’ve played in public since I left school (in 1996!), and I admit, I was a bit nervous. We are mostly all lapsed or new players in the band, and we only formed back in January, so I think a lot of us felt the same way. I’m really proud that we all worked so hard on the music, and played so well together. We have another ‘gig’ coming up in September, and I’m already looking forward to it!
My other milestone this month re-visits something I mentioned in my very first Monthly Milestone post back in April. I was aiming to do more exercise, something that I’m ashamed to say I haven’t kept up at all. However, this month I have gone out on the bike a few times (and even managed to get up the evil hill without stopping!). But the biggest exercise related achievement came last Monday when we went out as a family to Carsington Water, a local reservoir, and the closest Derbyshire can come to a seaside walk! We chose to do the ‘strenuous walk’. There was no further information available as to distance or timescale, so we thought, ‘yeah, 2 hours in the car park should be enough’.
2 hours 20 minutes, and NINE MILES later, we concluded that we’d probably made the wrong decision. Still, we had a nice family walk (well, ok, Isaac was on his bike), and thankfully we didn’t get a parking ticket either.
I think the two low points of the walk were the two signposts that we came across. The first was when we were convinced we were ‘at least halfway’, which read ‘6 miles to visitor centre’. The second, a similar situation. My hubby kept saying, ‘well, we can see it, it can’t be more than a mile’. When we came across a signpost he stood in front of it and said to me ‘just…. don’t look at it’. It turned out to say 3.5 miles to go. By the end, I was exhausted. Isaac however was still raring to go and even climbed up the walls in the car park.
I can’t remember the last time (if at all!) I have ever walked so far for ‘pleasure’. As I was also wearing my toning trainers I spent the next couple of days in agony, walking like an idiot, barely able to get up the stairs. Still, with a bit of luck it’s done me some good, and will hopefully mean that next time I do some exercise I will be just a little bit fitter.