Well, saturday was nice...
Drove down to cardiff with the trampolining girls (and james) in gorgeous weather, driving through gorgeous welsh countryside in the blaszing sunshine.
Got to one of the girls houses, and had a massive BBQ, beer and boy bashing in the sun...
I was happy... Too happy for some unknown spiritual being...
Sunday: Day of My first ever Trampolining competition. (was predicted to do very well.)
Warm ups go ok, first one was excellent, was feeling good about it.
First Go (set routine) - Did it all ok, but not the best I could do.
Second Go (voluntary routine) Had been practising this for weeks......
... and I over-rotate my back somersault and land on the mat. That's me out of the competition on the first move.
I was pretty annoyed at myself, for letting the team and club down. I came 40/40 with the 3rd highest set routine score.
Dad texts me to find out how its going, and whether i've done it yet. I text back i've buggered it up.
Mum calls... "Sorry to have to tell you this just now."
S**T.
"Odie Passed away this morning."
Yes, My cat died. At almost exactly the point when I crashed out of the competition.
As you can imagine, being a girl, i was in flipping tears most of the day, leaving me with very sexy "goldfish" eyes (think shibunkin)
OMFG What else could go wrong?
Then had to drive 2.5 hours back to aber, to find MAN had gone out for a run, taking my door key with him.
Get in, Turn on Computer, and I've got a blimmin virus.
Hopefully today will be a better day. (sorry for the long post)
And to my Princess Odie-Tittens Purrpot Prickybits, I'll miss you