I discovered another H.I.I.T. workout today.
This one is when a friend calls on Sunday afternoon saying that they are near your house and, if you’re in, how about they pop round for a brew – they will bring cake.
We’re still in our PJ’s, and I might have gone to bed without taking my make up off (not pretty), we’ve just cooked a sort of brunch involving every dish in the house so there are dirty pots covering every kitchen surface and the house stinks of eggs, there’s underwear drying on the radiators, I have no idea what state the bathroom looks like… but a bit of cake would be nice actually.
Option 1: Say, “Of course, that would be lovely. You have to take us as you find us – but of course you’re welcome anytime!!
Option 2: Lie! Pretend we’re not home and to prove it, have my husband hold his nose and make some sort of tannoy announcement to pretend we’re at a train station returning from a weekend away. Spend the rest of the afternoon avoiding any movement near the front windows.
Option 3: Say, “Of course, that would be lovely, but you have to take us as you find us – the house is a bit messy… (nervous laugh / give special glare to husband to assume the position on your tidiness HIIT session starting blocks),… but of course you’re welcome anytime….. how long will you be do you think?… in exact minutes please?!!”
On your marks, get set, GO…..!
Who needs Joe Wicks?
#HIIT #reallifehiit #reallifeshit
*updated* I’ve just been reminded that this can be described as Scurry Funge: the act of running around cleaning when company is on the way.
Love it! #ScurryFunge
Unbalanced Woman 