Kipwil was still getting back on track after the last week. She was hitting all her workouts with Sergeant JFDI and giving it her all. She was eating the meals Nanny provided, just like before and there was not a Cadbury Creme egg in sight. Kipwil still struggled in herself though, her first thought would be to skip a workout or 'I've earned a choccy' but then her responsibility and commitment would roll over her again and she'd forcibly change her thinking.
One of Kipwil's goals was to run the half marathon, and this led to a serious talk with Sergeant JFDI.
" Kipwil, I need you to run 4 times a week to be ready for this race," he said seriously but firmly. " We need to look at your schedule and make some tough decisions."
Kipwil brought her calendar to the table and together they looked at all the highlighted sections.
" Well, how about I run on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and one day on the weekend?" Kipwil suggested.
" And these workouts already planned?" Sergeant JFDI indicated the Body pump classes set for 3 times in the week.
" Well, if I can't work around them, I'll skip them until after the half marathon and then pick it up. But see? I can do the class in this timeslot instead."
And so it transpired that Kipwil would do 2 body pump classes and her running as main exercise, a fatburner class and 2 CX classes for strength and core and one swimming session a week.
Kipwil loved running although not all runs were good feeling runs, and nearly every time it was the force of her mind keeping her going forwards instead of turning back or walking. It was an achievement each and every run, especially the ones she had to fight hard for, and she couldfeel her ind becoming more and more focused.
But more good news this week.....Kipwil's kinder class were the loveliest she had seen for a long time and work was going smoothly and calmly. This made Kipwil feel at ease....she hated chaos and disorganisation. She found herself looking forward to work every day.
The good news didn't stop there! Kipwil's son came home from school elated, after a nervous and sad first week back.
" Mum! Look at this!" he cried as he handed Kipwil a newsletter. There on the front page was a list of children who had been voted in as Sports Captain. And there was her son's name!!
" FANTASTIC!" Kipwil cried doing a little happy dance.
" Dad said we're going out to dinner tomorrow night to celebrate!" he went on.
The night of the dinner arrived, and it happened to be Valentine's Day. Hubba Hubba had thoughtfully sent a gorgeous arrangement of orchids to Kipwil at work and a heartfelt note which Kipwil will treasure forever. Kipwil was so happy to have her family together, going out, even if they were squeezed in a little side room.
Kipwil scanned the menu hungrily.
You know most of this is off limits to you, don't you came a little glittery voice. It was Diamond Doll.
I know. How do I make a right choice? thought Kipwil back.
Sauces on the side, grilled and not fried and salads or vegetables all the way. sang back Diamond Doll.
Armed with this information Kipwil scanned the menu again. Pasta, pasta, pasta, pizza pizza, steak...grilled fish! That's what I'll have grilled fish with steamed veges.
And she did, and loved every mouthful.
So what is in store next week? Stay tuned.....
Tuesday, 14 February 2012
Saturday, 11 February 2012
Chapter 12: A household in uproar
Kipwil was in the throes of a bad week. Her motivation seemed to have packed his bags and moved back to 12WBT land, leaving her dragging herself through each day. Sergeant JFDI was supremely unimpressed at Kipwil's lack of enthusiasm and missed workouts to the point he couldn't even yell anymore. It reached critical point just before weigh in. He watched Kipwil wander her way through a workout, threw up his hands and left. Kipwil didn't even notice he'd gone.
Things were not as rosy at home either. Kipwil got up on weigh in morning to find Nanny Nutrition scolding the recipes and banging as many pots and pans together as she could.
" Nanny, what is going on?" Kipwil asked sleepily.
" Why don't you tell me the answer to that Kipwil? Why am I finding THIS!" Nanny threw down a Cadbury creme egg wrapper....well to be honest it was three Cadbury Creme egg wrappers that Kipwil scoffed after picking up groceries in the car.
" And that was just today's effort! And THIS!" Nanny flung open the fridge where, to Kipwil's guilty gaze, lay her lunch for the day. Kipwil had opted to eat out and her choice was not a great one.
" This is just the tip of the iceberg! If you were going to do this, I wish I'd never left 12 WBT land!" Nanny Nutrition burst into tears and hurried away, leaving Kipwil looking at the shambles in the kitchen and a bunch of recipes staring at her.
Kipwil went into the bathroom with a heavy heart. She was letting everyone down, most of all herself. Cyril was waiting for her and refused to even say good morning. Kipwil had begun to think there was a glimmer of a little something between Cyril de Scales and Nanny Nutrition and his stony cold silence proved it. She stepped on as gently as she could.
" You weigh 49.5kg. A loss of 700 gms" he said gruffly as the numbers ticked over.
Kipwil smiled and felt much better. She looked in the mirror and thought aloud to herself,
" See? Everyone is just overrreacting, it wasn't that bad at all. I CAN have my chocolate and eat it too."
Kipwil was unprepared for the tireade that erupted from Cyril De Scales.
" YOU SELFISH LITTLE MISS! You think THIS proves you can do what you want? Are you regressing to the early years of childhood?! You FOOLISH girl, this proves nothing. this is JUST a reflection of all the hard work you have put in beforehand. You continue to ignore Sergeant JFDI and you...you...YOU ABANDON the poor Nanny who does only what is best for you and see where you'll end up. What would Queen Michelle say to you if she could see you? What do YOU say to yourself!? PLEASE LAEVE MY BATHROOM AT ONCE!" the clipped English tones were raised as much as was appropriately allowed and the moustache quivered with barely withheld rage.
Kipwil backed out of the bathroom and fled to the river. Even here she felt a guilty twist of knowing she hadn't been swimming for the past two weeks.
But I've started work this week, and it didn't really matter much. I'll pick it up again next week. she thought to herself as she watched the sunlight floating on the ripples of the water.
One of the ripples detached and floated over to Kipwil. She could see very soon it was Diamond Doll, who shimmered her way over to Kipwil's side.
" Oh go on, tell me I'm the worst in the world, I'm lazy blah blah blah" Kipwil moaned a little aggressively.
" I don't have to tell you, you know it yourself." Diamond doll said calmly.
' OH FOR GODS SAKES!" Kipwil yelled," It was one bad week!"
" And one bad week turns to two, one cadbury creme egg leads to three, and missed workouts lead to excuses and you are back in Nothing Ever Changes. We expect more from you Kipwil, only because you expect more for yourself. I think you need to remember your life before 12 WBT land and while you were in 12 WBT land. You need to remember what you were and how you became what you are now." Diamond Doll said gravely.
Kipwil stared out at the river. She sat for a long time remembering the girl who wouldn't try anything new because she was afraid. She could almost feel that fear sneaking up on her again. She remembered all the hateful words that would fill her head about herself. She remembered how tired she felt and how slow it felt to move. She remembered the days wasted because she was sick.
Kipwil remembered arriving at 12 WBT land. Meeting Queen Michelle, being accepted as a citizen and working her way through with the love and support of everyone else. She remembered how good it felt to achieve something. She remembered http://livinglifewithkipwil.blogspot.com.au/2011/08/chapter-1-new-lessons-new-goals.html
She sat in thought for a long long time, well after the sun had begun to sink and the dusk was tiptoeing up the banks of the river silently.
Diamond Doll was right. Nanny was right. Cyril was right. Sergeant was right. She was hurting noone but herself. She could eat all the goblin filled rubbish in the world without anyone seeing but she was hurting herself, and THAT would show up. She was effectively repulsing her friends Nanny and Sergeant away from her, and they had left their home to help her and be with her and she was repaying them badly. She had, as Cyril put it in such a British fashion, regressed to having a two year old mind and was not controlling it in any way. She didn't want to go back to the way she was, the way she thought and felt.
Diamond Doll had disappeared at some point while Kipwil had been sitting on the banks. She trudged home miserably, wondering if Nanny and the Sergeant would even be there. They WERE both there, standing in the kitchen waiting for her. Kipwil sat heavily at the table and apologised.
" I have behaved in a way that was not only rude to you, but rude to myself and in a destructive way. I know if you hadn't pointed it out to me, I would have just slipped and slipped more and more and been back to where I was. I WILL do my workouts Sergeant and I WILL eat clean Nanny. Will you stay and let me prove it to you?
Sergeant JFDI nodded curtly. " 15 km run Kipwil. Be there." and he strode out of the kitchen.
Nanny turned her back.
" Kipwil dear, I did think very seriously about going home. But yes, I will stay." she said in a quiet subdued voice.
" Thank you Nanny" Kipwil said starting to cry a little herself at almost losing such a good friend." I won't let you down."
" Well then, I will see you at dinner after your run" Nanny replied and quietly left the kitchen, leaving Kipwil alone.
Kipwil sighed and wiped away her tears. She had made a mess of things, as per usual, and it was nobody's fault but her own. Well then, nobody could put it right, except for her too and it was time to get to work.
How will Kipwil's next week go? Will she manage to stop giving in to herself? Can she find that mental toughness again? Another episode next week......
Things were not as rosy at home either. Kipwil got up on weigh in morning to find Nanny Nutrition scolding the recipes and banging as many pots and pans together as she could.
" Nanny, what is going on?" Kipwil asked sleepily.
" Why don't you tell me the answer to that Kipwil? Why am I finding THIS!" Nanny threw down a Cadbury creme egg wrapper....well to be honest it was three Cadbury Creme egg wrappers that Kipwil scoffed after picking up groceries in the car.
" And that was just today's effort! And THIS!" Nanny flung open the fridge where, to Kipwil's guilty gaze, lay her lunch for the day. Kipwil had opted to eat out and her choice was not a great one.
" This is just the tip of the iceberg! If you were going to do this, I wish I'd never left 12 WBT land!" Nanny Nutrition burst into tears and hurried away, leaving Kipwil looking at the shambles in the kitchen and a bunch of recipes staring at her.
Kipwil went into the bathroom with a heavy heart. She was letting everyone down, most of all herself. Cyril was waiting for her and refused to even say good morning. Kipwil had begun to think there was a glimmer of a little something between Cyril de Scales and Nanny Nutrition and his stony cold silence proved it. She stepped on as gently as she could.
" You weigh 49.5kg. A loss of 700 gms" he said gruffly as the numbers ticked over.
Kipwil smiled and felt much better. She looked in the mirror and thought aloud to herself,
" See? Everyone is just overrreacting, it wasn't that bad at all. I CAN have my chocolate and eat it too."
Kipwil was unprepared for the tireade that erupted from Cyril De Scales.
" YOU SELFISH LITTLE MISS! You think THIS proves you can do what you want? Are you regressing to the early years of childhood?! You FOOLISH girl, this proves nothing. this is JUST a reflection of all the hard work you have put in beforehand. You continue to ignore Sergeant JFDI and you...you...YOU ABANDON the poor Nanny who does only what is best for you and see where you'll end up. What would Queen Michelle say to you if she could see you? What do YOU say to yourself!? PLEASE LAEVE MY BATHROOM AT ONCE!" the clipped English tones were raised as much as was appropriately allowed and the moustache quivered with barely withheld rage.
Kipwil backed out of the bathroom and fled to the river. Even here she felt a guilty twist of knowing she hadn't been swimming for the past two weeks.
But I've started work this week, and it didn't really matter much. I'll pick it up again next week. she thought to herself as she watched the sunlight floating on the ripples of the water.
One of the ripples detached and floated over to Kipwil. She could see very soon it was Diamond Doll, who shimmered her way over to Kipwil's side.
" Oh go on, tell me I'm the worst in the world, I'm lazy blah blah blah" Kipwil moaned a little aggressively.
" I don't have to tell you, you know it yourself." Diamond doll said calmly.
' OH FOR GODS SAKES!" Kipwil yelled," It was one bad week!"
" And one bad week turns to two, one cadbury creme egg leads to three, and missed workouts lead to excuses and you are back in Nothing Ever Changes. We expect more from you Kipwil, only because you expect more for yourself. I think you need to remember your life before 12 WBT land and while you were in 12 WBT land. You need to remember what you were and how you became what you are now." Diamond Doll said gravely.
Kipwil stared out at the river. She sat for a long time remembering the girl who wouldn't try anything new because she was afraid. She could almost feel that fear sneaking up on her again. She remembered all the hateful words that would fill her head about herself. She remembered how tired she felt and how slow it felt to move. She remembered the days wasted because she was sick.
Kipwil remembered arriving at 12 WBT land. Meeting Queen Michelle, being accepted as a citizen and working her way through with the love and support of everyone else. She remembered how good it felt to achieve something. She remembered http://livinglifewithkipwil.blogspot.com.au/2011/08/chapter-1-new-lessons-new-goals.html
She sat in thought for a long long time, well after the sun had begun to sink and the dusk was tiptoeing up the banks of the river silently.
Diamond Doll was right. Nanny was right. Cyril was right. Sergeant was right. She was hurting noone but herself. She could eat all the goblin filled rubbish in the world without anyone seeing but she was hurting herself, and THAT would show up. She was effectively repulsing her friends Nanny and Sergeant away from her, and they had left their home to help her and be with her and she was repaying them badly. She had, as Cyril put it in such a British fashion, regressed to having a two year old mind and was not controlling it in any way. She didn't want to go back to the way she was, the way she thought and felt.
Diamond Doll had disappeared at some point while Kipwil had been sitting on the banks. She trudged home miserably, wondering if Nanny and the Sergeant would even be there. They WERE both there, standing in the kitchen waiting for her. Kipwil sat heavily at the table and apologised.
" I have behaved in a way that was not only rude to you, but rude to myself and in a destructive way. I know if you hadn't pointed it out to me, I would have just slipped and slipped more and more and been back to where I was. I WILL do my workouts Sergeant and I WILL eat clean Nanny. Will you stay and let me prove it to you?
Sergeant JFDI nodded curtly. " 15 km run Kipwil. Be there." and he strode out of the kitchen.
Nanny turned her back.
" Kipwil dear, I did think very seriously about going home. But yes, I will stay." she said in a quiet subdued voice.
" Thank you Nanny" Kipwil said starting to cry a little herself at almost losing such a good friend." I won't let you down."
" Well then, I will see you at dinner after your run" Nanny replied and quietly left the kitchen, leaving Kipwil alone.
Kipwil sighed and wiped away her tears. She had made a mess of things, as per usual, and it was nobody's fault but her own. Well then, nobody could put it right, except for her too and it was time to get to work.
How will Kipwil's next week go? Will she manage to stop giving in to herself? Can she find that mental toughness again? Another episode next week......
Monday, 30 January 2012
Chapter 11: TRIATHLETE!
When Kipwil lived in 12WBT land, she set a goal map for herself, as one of her tasks to be accepted as one of Queen Mish's citizens. One of these goals was to learn to swim, and led to Kipwil meeting Mermaid Mel, one of her best friends, and to facing her fear of water. Now Kipwil was never free of this fear but she had it under control to the point it wouldn't paralyze her and stop her getting into the pool. It did however stop her breathing properly, which is something Kipwil is still learning to this day.
Kipwil, encouraged by Mermaid Mel and another friend Ruby, signed up for a triathlon, a baby one that consisted of a 100m swim, 3km bike ride and 1km run. It seemed so easy when Kipwil signed up but as time drew near, her anxiety would fill her mind with deep grey choking clouds. She'd push the clouds out and deliberately not think about the upcoming triathlon. Mermaid Mel had invited Kipwil and her family to her holiday home about 3 hours upriver and they all enjoyed the most relaxing, calm and serene few days on the banks of the river. But then....the day came, as days do, creeping up stealthily and arriving with a fanfare whether you are ready or not.
Kipwil slept badly. Around her in the dark, the What If fairies turned nasty, leaving stains on her half asleep mind. What if I can't swim? What if I'm last by miles out of the pool? What if I fall off my bike? What if I go the wrong way? What if ....what if....what if........
Kipwil was woken by the alarm at 5 am and rolled out of bed, her insides flittery and yet oddly heavy. Nanny Nutrition had a yoghurt and berry compote for both Hubba Hubba and Kipwil and Kipwil ate in silence. Hubba Hubba helped Randy the bike into the car and waited for Kipwil.
Sergeant JFDI and Nanny Nutrition, both early risers, stood at the door.
"Bye Dearie, you will be fine! Good luck!" said Nanny Nutrition cheerily.
" Remember Kipwil, Never give Up. You can do this, you have trained and you are capable. Make us proud." said Sergeant JFDI in a parade ground whisper.
Kipwil smiled weakly and got in the car. She was silent for most of the trip and the closer she got to the triathlon course, the harder she found it to breathe. Hubba Hubba noticed the heavy sighs and put a comforting hand on Kipwil.
" You'll be fine Babe" he said smiling.
" Woohoo!!!!! I can't wait!!!! LET"S GO!" squeaked Randy excitedly.
When they arrived, Hubba Hubba helped Randy down and Kipwil walked him over to the registraion desk and transition area. She was given her pack with her bib number 445 and timing chip. She lodged Randy at the transition bar, together with her towel, helmet, shoes and socks and cycle pants.
" Hurry back! I can't wait...LET'S RACE!" Randy jiggled. Kipwil laughed. Well I guess its now or never. she thought.
Hubba Hubba walked with Kipwil over to the pool where they watched the Long course and the Medium course swimmers start. Kipwil felt a HUGE wave of relief when she saw several swimmers swimming with their heads above the water! She felt instantly more relaxed at seeing those swimmers with her swimming style.
And then in no time at all, it was Kipwil's turn to enter the water. Shaking with nerves, she hopped in and started her 100 m swim. She found it difficult to get a good rhythm going at first but managed the last 50 metres in a better fashion. When she climbed out of the pool, Hubba Hubba took her cap and goggles and gave Kipwil her glasses as she ran to the transition bar and Randy.
Kipwil was coming 20th and swam her 100m in 3 mins 38 seconds.
She jogged over the uneven ground to Randy who was positively quivering. She pulled on her clothes and shoes in lightning speed, buckled her helmet and Randy bolted out of the gate.
The officials waved them through along the course, Kipwil had no time to register much, Randy was screaming down the road, Kipwil didn't think she'd EVER been this fast before! She was passing people left, right and centre. She was breathing heavily as she reached the turning point to go back to the transition area. Randy sped along faster and faster and Kipwil's legs were screaming at them both.
"Randy! Slow down! I can't do it!" Kipwil cried, panting and gasping.
" One more person to overtake! Just one more!" Randy begged and they did it. They rolled into the transition area and Kipwil unbuckled her helmet and gave Randy a quick pat.
" Thanks my friend" she whispered and turned to run the final kilometre.
Kipwil and Randy completed the 3km bike race in 11 minutes and 50 secs and she was now in second place!
Kipwil ran the first 50 metres on pure adrenaline and then she noticed how weak her legs were feeling. They wobbled like sticks of jelly and Kipwil, although willing herself to go faster, found she physically could not pump those legs any faster. She pressed on regardless, breahing heavily, trying to find her rhythm, which she normally fell into so easily while running. Today, it eluded her however and at the turn around point she was concerned and a little ashamed she wasn't going to be able to run it all.
Diamond Doll shone in her mind. Keep putting one foot in front of the other Kipwil. You can and you WILL do this! Never Give Up! You are nearly there, just keep running. think about something else, think about Hubba Hubba's face when you cross that line. Think about how far you have come, 6 months ago would you have signed up for a triathlon? Think about that long cool drink of water you will have at the end.....look! There's the finish line...NOW SPRINT.
Kipwil pumped her arms and legs as hard as they would go and crossed the line. She had run 1 km in 6 mins and 1 second and came 4th overall!!!!! The whole triathlon had taken her 21 mins and 30 secs.
Kipwil smiled at Hubba Hubba as a medal was slipped over her head.
" I did it!" she said happily!
" You sure did! what happened in the run? You looked like you were half dead!" Hubba Hubba asked.
" Oh man, I think I was...I have a new respect for triathletes, sprinting all those different disciplines is a lot harder work than anything else I've done!" Kipwil replied, flopping down in the shade of a tree to rest a while before collect Randy.
Randy was beside himself....he practically leaped upon Kipwil when she walked back to retrieve him.
" Let's do it again!!! AGAIN!!!!" he hummed crazily.
' Let me think about it!" laughed Kipwil and they turned to find the car to go home.
Kipwil has achieved another one of her goals!!!! What will happen next week for our heroine? Stay tuned!
Kipwil, encouraged by Mermaid Mel and another friend Ruby, signed up for a triathlon, a baby one that consisted of a 100m swim, 3km bike ride and 1km run. It seemed so easy when Kipwil signed up but as time drew near, her anxiety would fill her mind with deep grey choking clouds. She'd push the clouds out and deliberately not think about the upcoming triathlon. Mermaid Mel had invited Kipwil and her family to her holiday home about 3 hours upriver and they all enjoyed the most relaxing, calm and serene few days on the banks of the river. But then....the day came, as days do, creeping up stealthily and arriving with a fanfare whether you are ready or not.
Kipwil slept badly. Around her in the dark, the What If fairies turned nasty, leaving stains on her half asleep mind. What if I can't swim? What if I'm last by miles out of the pool? What if I fall off my bike? What if I go the wrong way? What if ....what if....what if........
Kipwil was woken by the alarm at 5 am and rolled out of bed, her insides flittery and yet oddly heavy. Nanny Nutrition had a yoghurt and berry compote for both Hubba Hubba and Kipwil and Kipwil ate in silence. Hubba Hubba helped Randy the bike into the car and waited for Kipwil.
Sergeant JFDI and Nanny Nutrition, both early risers, stood at the door.
"Bye Dearie, you will be fine! Good luck!" said Nanny Nutrition cheerily.
" Remember Kipwil, Never give Up. You can do this, you have trained and you are capable. Make us proud." said Sergeant JFDI in a parade ground whisper.
Kipwil smiled weakly and got in the car. She was silent for most of the trip and the closer she got to the triathlon course, the harder she found it to breathe. Hubba Hubba noticed the heavy sighs and put a comforting hand on Kipwil.
" You'll be fine Babe" he said smiling.
" Woohoo!!!!! I can't wait!!!! LET"S GO!" squeaked Randy excitedly.
When they arrived, Hubba Hubba helped Randy down and Kipwil walked him over to the registraion desk and transition area. She was given her pack with her bib number 445 and timing chip. She lodged Randy at the transition bar, together with her towel, helmet, shoes and socks and cycle pants.
" Hurry back! I can't wait...LET'S RACE!" Randy jiggled. Kipwil laughed. Well I guess its now or never. she thought.
Hubba Hubba walked with Kipwil over to the pool where they watched the Long course and the Medium course swimmers start. Kipwil felt a HUGE wave of relief when she saw several swimmers swimming with their heads above the water! She felt instantly more relaxed at seeing those swimmers with her swimming style.
And then in no time at all, it was Kipwil's turn to enter the water. Shaking with nerves, she hopped in and started her 100 m swim. She found it difficult to get a good rhythm going at first but managed the last 50 metres in a better fashion. When she climbed out of the pool, Hubba Hubba took her cap and goggles and gave Kipwil her glasses as she ran to the transition bar and Randy.
Kipwil was coming 20th and swam her 100m in 3 mins 38 seconds.
She jogged over the uneven ground to Randy who was positively quivering. She pulled on her clothes and shoes in lightning speed, buckled her helmet and Randy bolted out of the gate.
The officials waved them through along the course, Kipwil had no time to register much, Randy was screaming down the road, Kipwil didn't think she'd EVER been this fast before! She was passing people left, right and centre. She was breathing heavily as she reached the turning point to go back to the transition area. Randy sped along faster and faster and Kipwil's legs were screaming at them both.
"Randy! Slow down! I can't do it!" Kipwil cried, panting and gasping.
" One more person to overtake! Just one more!" Randy begged and they did it. They rolled into the transition area and Kipwil unbuckled her helmet and gave Randy a quick pat.
" Thanks my friend" she whispered and turned to run the final kilometre.
Kipwil and Randy completed the 3km bike race in 11 minutes and 50 secs and she was now in second place!
Kipwil ran the first 50 metres on pure adrenaline and then she noticed how weak her legs were feeling. They wobbled like sticks of jelly and Kipwil, although willing herself to go faster, found she physically could not pump those legs any faster. She pressed on regardless, breahing heavily, trying to find her rhythm, which she normally fell into so easily while running. Today, it eluded her however and at the turn around point she was concerned and a little ashamed she wasn't going to be able to run it all.
Diamond Doll shone in her mind. Keep putting one foot in front of the other Kipwil. You can and you WILL do this! Never Give Up! You are nearly there, just keep running. think about something else, think about Hubba Hubba's face when you cross that line. Think about how far you have come, 6 months ago would you have signed up for a triathlon? Think about that long cool drink of water you will have at the end.....look! There's the finish line...NOW SPRINT.
Kipwil pumped her arms and legs as hard as they would go and crossed the line. She had run 1 km in 6 mins and 1 second and came 4th overall!!!!! The whole triathlon had taken her 21 mins and 30 secs.
Kipwil smiled at Hubba Hubba as a medal was slipped over her head.
" I did it!" she said happily!
" You sure did! what happened in the run? You looked like you were half dead!" Hubba Hubba asked.
" Oh man, I think I was...I have a new respect for triathletes, sprinting all those different disciplines is a lot harder work than anything else I've done!" Kipwil replied, flopping down in the shade of a tree to rest a while before collect Randy.
Randy was beside himself....he practically leaped upon Kipwil when she walked back to retrieve him.
" Let's do it again!!! AGAIN!!!!" he hummed crazily.
' Let me think about it!" laughed Kipwil and they turned to find the car to go home.
Kipwil has achieved another one of her goals!!!! What will happen next week for our heroine? Stay tuned!
Tuesday, 24 January 2012
Chapter 10: Challenge completed!
Over the next few days, Kipwil worked hard. She ran, she swam and once Hubba Hubba tended to Randy, she rode. To her continuing surprise, her favourite was fast becoming the swimming, and the children LOVED all the visits to the pool. Sergeant JFDI had reduced his growl to a dull roar and was full of stern praise for Kipwil.
At last, the day came and Kipwil completed her final laps of the pool. Her Challenge of Honour was finished...11 months early! Kipwil had run a total of 43 kilometres, ridden 35 kilometres and swam a massive 80 laps....4 kilometres in just 18 days. Kipwil sat astounded at the edge of the pool when Sergeat JFDI passed on that information.
"You are kidding me, really? It seemed so much!" Kipwil said still trying to get her mind around it all.
"It is not time to rest on your laurels. Stay on track! You need another challenge Kipwil. Now you know what you can do, it is time to stretch yourself. I expect your goal by tomorrow and I will get you there." promised Sergeant JFDI.
Kipwil and the children walked home form the pool behind the marching Sergeant.
" What goal do you think I should do? Kipwil asked them.
" Ummm....maybe you could do like..... I don't know...." was Sonny Jim's helpful contribution.
" Maybe you could be a princess!" suggested Princess.
Kipwil thanked them but thought she'd ask her friends through the communication tablet. The replies came through quickly.
" How about a handstand a day?" was one suggestion.
" How about a minitriathlon?" was another.
And then the solution came through....." How about running the same number of kilometres as it would to go around Victoria or something like that?"
Kipwil thought that was a brilliant idea and decided upon a destination.....her hometown of Nothing Ever Changes. It was a distance of 1658 kilometres and Kipwil gave herself the rest of the year to do it. Her plan was to log her progress on the communication tablet and give a description of the 'towns' she passes through. Sergeant JFDI was impressed and happy with the plan.
" You will need to run at least 36 kilometres a week to achieve your goal. We start tonight" he ordered.
Kipwil put on her running shoes after dinner. The air was much cooler and she set off along her favourite 10km track, along the river. The sun was seeping out through the sky, bleeding out its light and the trees shadowed greenly and cool along the banks. Kipwil took an easy pace and revelled in the air against her skin, the grassy smell in the air and the sound of the water trickling along. She made slow but comfortable time to the turn around point and noticed the sun was sinking a little faster than she thought. She stepped up the pace but kept her breathing even and controlled. Her mind wandered onto many different subjects as she ran into the deepening dusk, racing the rabbits back to her home, when IT happened.
As Kipwil was running she was suddenly lifted up. She felt like she was running on air, on the shafts of dying sunlight, speeding her way home. She was as light as a bubble floating in rainbows, she was a swift as the water tumbling over the rocks. She was filled with the whole universe inside her head and body, she was in tune with the secret of life. It was almost as if Kipwil herself had ceased to exist. But as soon as Kipwil started to notice it more, the feeling faded, leaving her with a residual energy and a peace that she hadn't felt before.
Kipwil sprinted the last few hundred metres to her house and arrived just as the dark smothered the land. She was still in wonder at what had just happened but found she couldn't find the words to describe it sufficiently.
What just happened? How can I get that feeling again? It was amazing.....I could have run forever. she thought, trying to remember exactly how it felt. She felt she had experienced something precious, something to be treasured forever.
And so you have came Diamond Doll's voice. It will come again, although you cannot search for it, it will come upon you when you least expect it. Treasure those moments for you are truly then in the flow of life all around you.
Kipwil gazed upon the stars starting to peek out under the blanket of night.
Thank you she said softly and she went inside.
A new challenge for Kipwil! What is in store for our Wonder Woman next week? Stay tuned.....
At last, the day came and Kipwil completed her final laps of the pool. Her Challenge of Honour was finished...11 months early! Kipwil had run a total of 43 kilometres, ridden 35 kilometres and swam a massive 80 laps....4 kilometres in just 18 days. Kipwil sat astounded at the edge of the pool when Sergeat JFDI passed on that information.
"You are kidding me, really? It seemed so much!" Kipwil said still trying to get her mind around it all.
"It is not time to rest on your laurels. Stay on track! You need another challenge Kipwil. Now you know what you can do, it is time to stretch yourself. I expect your goal by tomorrow and I will get you there." promised Sergeant JFDI.
Kipwil and the children walked home form the pool behind the marching Sergeant.
" What goal do you think I should do? Kipwil asked them.
" Ummm....maybe you could do like..... I don't know...." was Sonny Jim's helpful contribution.
" Maybe you could be a princess!" suggested Princess.
Kipwil thanked them but thought she'd ask her friends through the communication tablet. The replies came through quickly.
" How about a handstand a day?" was one suggestion.
" How about a minitriathlon?" was another.
And then the solution came through....." How about running the same number of kilometres as it would to go around Victoria or something like that?"
Kipwil thought that was a brilliant idea and decided upon a destination.....her hometown of Nothing Ever Changes. It was a distance of 1658 kilometres and Kipwil gave herself the rest of the year to do it. Her plan was to log her progress on the communication tablet and give a description of the 'towns' she passes through. Sergeant JFDI was impressed and happy with the plan.
" You will need to run at least 36 kilometres a week to achieve your goal. We start tonight" he ordered.
Kipwil put on her running shoes after dinner. The air was much cooler and she set off along her favourite 10km track, along the river. The sun was seeping out through the sky, bleeding out its light and the trees shadowed greenly and cool along the banks. Kipwil took an easy pace and revelled in the air against her skin, the grassy smell in the air and the sound of the water trickling along. She made slow but comfortable time to the turn around point and noticed the sun was sinking a little faster than she thought. She stepped up the pace but kept her breathing even and controlled. Her mind wandered onto many different subjects as she ran into the deepening dusk, racing the rabbits back to her home, when IT happened.
As Kipwil was running she was suddenly lifted up. She felt like she was running on air, on the shafts of dying sunlight, speeding her way home. She was as light as a bubble floating in rainbows, she was a swift as the water tumbling over the rocks. She was filled with the whole universe inside her head and body, she was in tune with the secret of life. It was almost as if Kipwil herself had ceased to exist. But as soon as Kipwil started to notice it more, the feeling faded, leaving her with a residual energy and a peace that she hadn't felt before.
Kipwil sprinted the last few hundred metres to her house and arrived just as the dark smothered the land. She was still in wonder at what had just happened but found she couldn't find the words to describe it sufficiently.
What just happened? How can I get that feeling again? It was amazing.....I could have run forever. she thought, trying to remember exactly how it felt. She felt she had experienced something precious, something to be treasured forever.
And so you have came Diamond Doll's voice. It will come again, although you cannot search for it, it will come upon you when you least expect it. Treasure those moments for you are truly then in the flow of life all around you.
Kipwil gazed upon the stars starting to peek out under the blanket of night.
Thank you she said softly and she went inside.
A new challenge for Kipwil! What is in store for our Wonder Woman next week? Stay tuned.....
Tuesday, 17 January 2012
Chapter 9: SWIM SWIM SWIM!
Kipwil had pledged, as part of her challenge, to swim one 50m lap of the pool for everyone who added themselves to her honour list. The total came to 78 laps, and Kipwil was feeling overwhelmed.
I can't even swim properly yet! Kipwil thought to herself anxiously. How AM I going to do this?
Sergeant JFDI saw Kipwil sitting looking at her togs and goggles and strode over.
"Kipwil. What seems to be the problem here. We have a workout planned for today, yes?" he growled.
" Yes, we do. But how about we go for a run instead? I have my children with me, it will be too hard to swim." Kipwil tentatively offered.
" WHAT!!!! Since when did this become negotiable?! UP ON YOUR FEET SOLDIER AND GET READY! YOU WILL SWIM....Just Freaking Do It NO EXCUSES!!!!!" screamed Sergeant JFDI in his best parade ground voice. Small birds blew out of trees from the shockwave, windows exploded and a small child began to cry in the distance. Kipwil took all of a nano second to change, as did her children. Then they marched to the pool.
The two children loved swimming and they leaped into the water, bomb diving and laughing. Kipwil fussed about with her goggles and dipped a toe in the water. It was COLD. She turned back to her towel but found her way blocked by the intimidating presence of the Sergeant.
" ABOUT FACE! ENTER THE WATER AND BEGIN SWIMMING ON MY COUNT! 3......2......1.....NOW! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!" came the order, causing a small tidal wave at the edge of the pool.
Kipwil slipped into the pool and began to swim her first 50 m lap. It was a long way away but she kept chugging away until she reached the end. She turned and breast stroked her way awkwardly back. She struggled but gradually her body became used to the temperature of the water and it felt pleasant. She also found she was moving a little easier through the water and that she could almost say she was enjoying herself. She reached the end and looked up into the face of the Sergeant.
" Again." was the only response.
Kipwil turned and completed another two laps and found that she was INDEED enjoying herself. The water felt good, she was doing it! It was slow progress and she wasn't putting her head under the water but she was doing it and not drowning. The realisation that she was stronger than she thought energised her and in less than an hour, she had completed one kilometre of swimming....20 laps of the pool.
" Good work. We do it again tomorrow" said the Sergeant and he stalked off.
Kipwil spent some more time in the pool floating and playing with her children. She found she waslooking forward to doing it again tomorrow and again surprised herself. A few months ago she wouldn't have been been caught DEAD in togs, let alone be able to get into the pool with the her children.
Kipwil did return the next day AND the day after that and swam a kilometre each time. Swimming was becoming a pleasure and she was looking forward to it.
Weigh in day had come around and Cyril De Scales, who had recently undergone a facelift and upgrade was waiting impatiently for her in the bathroom.
" A little tardy Kipwil? Did the meaning of punctuality completely slip your mind these holidays?" said Cyril, a little testily.
" I slept in Cyril, I didn't go to bed until late last night" Kipwil found herself explaining, then wondered why she owed a set of scales an explanation anyway.
" Well hurry up then. You have your new baseline, after my regeneration, of 51.4 kilograms." sighed Cyril in a bored, uninterested tone.
Kipwil assumed position on the scales and was pleased to see that she had lost 1.2 kilograms. Must be all the swimming and running! she thought pleased with herself. She made her farewells to Cyril, who was still grumbling about the ignorance of humans and Kipwil in particular.
Kipwil made her way to her river spot and spent some time gazing at the water and reflecting on her week.
Yes, there were moments she could've tried harder, or eaten cleaner. She was glad she could recognise those moments, a few months ago, she would have been completely without a clue. All in all, it has been a good week and I am swimming! Who'd have thought I'd be ever looking forward to it! Surprises just keep on coming.
What other surprises are in store for Kipwil? What does the next week hold for her and her family?
I can't even swim properly yet! Kipwil thought to herself anxiously. How AM I going to do this?
Sergeant JFDI saw Kipwil sitting looking at her togs and goggles and strode over.
"Kipwil. What seems to be the problem here. We have a workout planned for today, yes?" he growled.
" Yes, we do. But how about we go for a run instead? I have my children with me, it will be too hard to swim." Kipwil tentatively offered.
" WHAT!!!! Since when did this become negotiable?! UP ON YOUR FEET SOLDIER AND GET READY! YOU WILL SWIM....Just Freaking Do It NO EXCUSES!!!!!" screamed Sergeant JFDI in his best parade ground voice. Small birds blew out of trees from the shockwave, windows exploded and a small child began to cry in the distance. Kipwil took all of a nano second to change, as did her children. Then they marched to the pool.
The two children loved swimming and they leaped into the water, bomb diving and laughing. Kipwil fussed about with her goggles and dipped a toe in the water. It was COLD. She turned back to her towel but found her way blocked by the intimidating presence of the Sergeant.
" ABOUT FACE! ENTER THE WATER AND BEGIN SWIMMING ON MY COUNT! 3......2......1.....NOW! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!" came the order, causing a small tidal wave at the edge of the pool.
Kipwil slipped into the pool and began to swim her first 50 m lap. It was a long way away but she kept chugging away until she reached the end. She turned and breast stroked her way awkwardly back. She struggled but gradually her body became used to the temperature of the water and it felt pleasant. She also found she was moving a little easier through the water and that she could almost say she was enjoying herself. She reached the end and looked up into the face of the Sergeant.
" Again." was the only response.
Kipwil turned and completed another two laps and found that she was INDEED enjoying herself. The water felt good, she was doing it! It was slow progress and she wasn't putting her head under the water but she was doing it and not drowning. The realisation that she was stronger than she thought energised her and in less than an hour, she had completed one kilometre of swimming....20 laps of the pool.
" Good work. We do it again tomorrow" said the Sergeant and he stalked off.
Kipwil spent some more time in the pool floating and playing with her children. She found she waslooking forward to doing it again tomorrow and again surprised herself. A few months ago she wouldn't have been been caught DEAD in togs, let alone be able to get into the pool with the her children.
Kipwil did return the next day AND the day after that and swam a kilometre each time. Swimming was becoming a pleasure and she was looking forward to it.
Weigh in day had come around and Cyril De Scales, who had recently undergone a facelift and upgrade was waiting impatiently for her in the bathroom.
" A little tardy Kipwil? Did the meaning of punctuality completely slip your mind these holidays?" said Cyril, a little testily.
" I slept in Cyril, I didn't go to bed until late last night" Kipwil found herself explaining, then wondered why she owed a set of scales an explanation anyway.
" Well hurry up then. You have your new baseline, after my regeneration, of 51.4 kilograms." sighed Cyril in a bored, uninterested tone.
Kipwil assumed position on the scales and was pleased to see that she had lost 1.2 kilograms. Must be all the swimming and running! she thought pleased with herself. She made her farewells to Cyril, who was still grumbling about the ignorance of humans and Kipwil in particular.
Kipwil made her way to her river spot and spent some time gazing at the water and reflecting on her week.
What other surprises are in store for Kipwil? What does the next week hold for her and her family?
Sunday, 15 January 2012
Chapter 8: Loose Ends
Kipwil woke early and wandered out to see Nanny Nutrition, who was busy organising today's breakfast recipe. This particular recipe was having none of it however, throwing ingredients back into the cupboards, frowning and stamping his little feet.
" Oh Good morning dearie, I'm so sorry, " paused Nanny to swat at the recipe flashing past," but it appears your breakfast frittata will be little late this morning." she flustered on, her normally neat white hair escaping its bun as she flapped about the kitchen.
" Nanny, don't worry about him. Let's have something different" said Kipwil frowning at the recalcitrant frittata recipe who perched himself on top of the kitchen cupboard, sticking out his eggy tongue.
" Well well, let's see then, what do I have here? How about a nice Berry smoothie? " pondered Nanny, as a little purple recipe skipped winningly, braids bouncing, into her hands and smiled at the two faces looking at her.
" Perfect" smiled Kipwil and helped the recipe get the ingredients....100g frozen mixed berries, 250mls of milk, 25 gms of rolled oats, and watched as they tumbled into the blender. In just 30 seconds of whizzing, breakfast was served. Frittata recipe scowled and shuffled his feet.
" Well, " said Kipwil, catching his eye," maybe we could have the frittata tomorrow?"
" I think we could" said Nanny, much calmer now as she hurried a happier frittata recipe back into his folder.
Breakfast wrangling over, Kipwil sat in the sun and planned her day. She was getting new equipment for the kitchen today, something Nanny Nutrition was VERY excited about, a brand new fridge and freezer! So after that is delivered, Nanny, Kipwil and the children were to go grocery shopping for the week. Hopefully that will leave time for a swim this afternoon. Kipwil thought to herself.
Kipwil had been powering along her New Years Challenge and was hoping to finish the running/biking part in January and make a big dent in the swimming component. She had already run a total of 33 kilometres and was very proud of herself for running a 15 km run in 1hr 34 mins. Add to that bike riding for 21 Kilometres and she was well on track.
Unfortunately, the night before's bike ride ended badly. Kipwil and Randy were flying along the river bank, loving the wind in their hair and the warmth of the sunset in the background. Hubba Hubba had come along too on his steed and Kipwil was enjoying powering along, chatting with Hubba Hubba about his studies to become a PT. He had decided to sign up, sat an entrance interview and was accepted into his year long course. He would be training Kipwil as part of his assessments, and they were talking about things they could do. Suddenly Kipwil noticed Randy had stopped joining in the conversation and seemed to be straining a little.
" Randy, what's wrong?" Kipwil asked concerned.
" I don't feel well," said Randy weakly," I hurt and I've just got no puff left."
Hubba Hubba and Kipwil looked over Randy carefully and Kipwil found the problem.
" Randy, you poor thing, you've got a burr in your tyre. It's made a hole. There'll be no more riding for you until we can fix it up for you." said Kipwil gently.
Randy sagged a little. " But we are almost 8 kilometres from home! How will you get there?" he worried.
" I have legs, you know!" Kipwil exploded out laughing, and Hubba Hubba and Kipwil had walked home in the evening twilight.
Still, Kipwil thought I can catch up on the swimming and I can run the last 24 honour kilometres.
Kipwil switched on her communication tablet and noticed a lot of activity between her 12WBT friends. Of course! Pre season for the next round had just begun. Kipwil sighed, feeling suddenly lost and a little alone. She wanted to be back there, she missed her home, surrounded by friends who understood the hard times and were there to cheer on each success, no matter how little. She'd already expereinced a little of the negativity in the real world which had surprised her. She missed Queen Mish's words and seeing her every day. She missed having direction and purpose laid out for her.
A wise man called Will Rogers once said " Don't let yesterday use up too much of today" came a calm sparkling voice. In front of Kipwil appeared the shining figure again. Do you know my name yet Kipwil?
" No would be the short answer! But can I call you Diamond Doll in the meantime?" Kipwil said smiling at her new friend.
Diamond Doll tinkled like crystal shards in the breeze and Kipwil realised she was laughing.
As good a name as any for now. came the twinkling response. The past is the past Kipwil. you have learned your lessons and are putting them into practice. To move ahead you need to look forward. Looking backwards could cause you to stray from your path or worse, stand still and not move at all. Look ahead and when you do see your way, let me know what you see.
And with that Diamond Doll faded into the sunlight, leaving Kipwil alone with her thoughts.
What lies ahead for Kipwil? Will she find her direction? Stay tuned for future episodes....
" Oh Good morning dearie, I'm so sorry, " paused Nanny to swat at the recipe flashing past," but it appears your breakfast frittata will be little late this morning." she flustered on, her normally neat white hair escaping its bun as she flapped about the kitchen.
" Nanny, don't worry about him. Let's have something different" said Kipwil frowning at the recalcitrant frittata recipe who perched himself on top of the kitchen cupboard, sticking out his eggy tongue.
" Well well, let's see then, what do I have here? How about a nice Berry smoothie? " pondered Nanny, as a little purple recipe skipped winningly, braids bouncing, into her hands and smiled at the two faces looking at her.
" Perfect" smiled Kipwil and helped the recipe get the ingredients....100g frozen mixed berries, 250mls of milk, 25 gms of rolled oats, and watched as they tumbled into the blender. In just 30 seconds of whizzing, breakfast was served. Frittata recipe scowled and shuffled his feet.
" Well, " said Kipwil, catching his eye," maybe we could have the frittata tomorrow?"
" I think we could" said Nanny, much calmer now as she hurried a happier frittata recipe back into his folder.
Breakfast wrangling over, Kipwil sat in the sun and planned her day. She was getting new equipment for the kitchen today, something Nanny Nutrition was VERY excited about, a brand new fridge and freezer! So after that is delivered, Nanny, Kipwil and the children were to go grocery shopping for the week. Hopefully that will leave time for a swim this afternoon. Kipwil thought to herself.
Kipwil had been powering along her New Years Challenge and was hoping to finish the running/biking part in January and make a big dent in the swimming component. She had already run a total of 33 kilometres and was very proud of herself for running a 15 km run in 1hr 34 mins. Add to that bike riding for 21 Kilometres and she was well on track.
Unfortunately, the night before's bike ride ended badly. Kipwil and Randy were flying along the river bank, loving the wind in their hair and the warmth of the sunset in the background. Hubba Hubba had come along too on his steed and Kipwil was enjoying powering along, chatting with Hubba Hubba about his studies to become a PT. He had decided to sign up, sat an entrance interview and was accepted into his year long course. He would be training Kipwil as part of his assessments, and they were talking about things they could do. Suddenly Kipwil noticed Randy had stopped joining in the conversation and seemed to be straining a little.
" Randy, what's wrong?" Kipwil asked concerned.
" I don't feel well," said Randy weakly," I hurt and I've just got no puff left."
Hubba Hubba and Kipwil looked over Randy carefully and Kipwil found the problem.
" Randy, you poor thing, you've got a burr in your tyre. It's made a hole. There'll be no more riding for you until we can fix it up for you." said Kipwil gently.
Randy sagged a little. " But we are almost 8 kilometres from home! How will you get there?" he worried.
" I have legs, you know!" Kipwil exploded out laughing, and Hubba Hubba and Kipwil had walked home in the evening twilight.
Still, Kipwil thought I can catch up on the swimming and I can run the last 24 honour kilometres.
Kipwil switched on her communication tablet and noticed a lot of activity between her 12WBT friends. Of course! Pre season for the next round had just begun. Kipwil sighed, feeling suddenly lost and a little alone. She wanted to be back there, she missed her home, surrounded by friends who understood the hard times and were there to cheer on each success, no matter how little. She'd already expereinced a little of the negativity in the real world which had surprised her. She missed Queen Mish's words and seeing her every day. She missed having direction and purpose laid out for her.
A wise man called Will Rogers once said " Don't let yesterday use up too much of today" came a calm sparkling voice. In front of Kipwil appeared the shining figure again. Do you know my name yet Kipwil?
" No would be the short answer! But can I call you Diamond Doll in the meantime?" Kipwil said smiling at her new friend.
Diamond Doll tinkled like crystal shards in the breeze and Kipwil realised she was laughing.
As good a name as any for now. came the twinkling response. The past is the past Kipwil. you have learned your lessons and are putting them into practice. To move ahead you need to look forward. Looking backwards could cause you to stray from your path or worse, stand still and not move at all. Look ahead and when you do see your way, let me know what you see.
And with that Diamond Doll faded into the sunlight, leaving Kipwil alone with her thoughts.
What lies ahead for Kipwil? Will she find her direction? Stay tuned for future episodes....
Wednesday, 11 January 2012
Chapter 7: The Runaway challenge
2012 hit the road running. Kipwil waved goodbye to her children who were off to visit their grandparents on a distant planet called Queens Land. Kipwil knew she’d miss them but she was looking forward to spending some time with Hubba Hubba and her older two children as well.
Kipwil felt lost without her children and at a loss of what to do with herself without the advice and lessons Queen Mish offered. Later, she broached the subject with Hubba Hubba, while enjoying a peaceful sailboat cruise in the bay.
“Do you have any plans for 2012? What do you think you will do? “ She asked Hubba Hubba while they were watching the sun set.
“ Well, I’ve been thinking about this and I’ll make a decision when I get a chance to talk to someone about it but….I’m going to train to be a personal trainer. “ Hubba Hubba replied.
Kipwil looked at him, surprised. She didn’t expect Hubba Hubba to say that and while surprised, she was impressed he had the courage to follow a dream of his. She wondered to herself if that was something she could do and quickly came to the conclusion that it wasn’t for her at this time. What she was looking for something to kick start her year, to start the year as she meant to finish it, fit and healthy. She had another dream to follow.
A tiny mote of dust flickered into Kipwil’s line of vision then, just slightly catching her peripheral vision. It shone so brightly Kipwil’s attention was caught and she tried to look closer and catch it on her palm.
What Kipwil thought was a speck of dust was actually a tiny perfect figure made of what Kipwil could only describe as diamond. It shone so brightly Kipwil could not make out any features, just the vague outline of legs, arms, torso and head. It was the size of a pin, but when it confidently stepped up onto Kipwil’s hand, Kipwil found the figure weighed heavy like steel.
Kipwil, my name is secret, known only to myself and to you. I am essentially you, the You distilled, your other thoughts and spirit inside you. I am the voice you hear when nobody is speaking. And I am here to give you some friendly advice….you need a challenge.
What kind of challenge though? What can I do? Kipwil thought back to the tiny creature on her palm.
You have had many people support you, help you and cheer you on. You’ve inspired others, now let them inspire you.
And with that, the figure disappeared Kipwil had the germ of an idea begin to fizzle in her mind. When the sailboat docked, and they had made their way back to Wob and Eilz, Kipwil put her idea into action.
On her communication screen she placed the following announcement.
“For everyone that likes this status, I will run or ride 1 kilometre in your honour this year. It will be posted as it is done. And for every like, I will swim 50m of the pool. I ACCEPT THE CHALLENGE!”
She pressed ‘post comment’ and waited for the results.
In one hour she had gathered 13 responses. In 12 hours that figure was raised to 40 responses. Kipwil was pleased to see the numbers climb but was starting to get a little nervous about the swimming portion of the challenge. By the end of two days, the final tally of responses was…78!!!!!!!
Good Lord what have I gone and done! She thought laughing at herself.
You’ve given yourself a challenge! came the shining voice in her head. Now go and POWER ON!
How does Kipwil’s challenge go? What was the reaction of the honourees? How does Hubba Hubba go with his dream of becoming a PT trainer? Stay tuned!
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