Saturday Mornings

Note: I know it’s been labelled in “The Notebook Series” but it’s not fiction. This is a true account of Saturday Mornings! Enjoy!

Mum pruned the peach tree this morning!

The suffering grinds away the time and after 1 and a 1/2 hours of intense-sweat workout at the gym in the morning and a 10 minute slosh in the shower, I made it home. These Saturday mornings, so torturous yet rewarding make my day.

The sweat oozes off my apple red face and my clenched fists ache with displeasure. Another 10-20 energized women surround me. Working double-hard, they are secretly hoping in their hearts, that time would press the pause button and let their age remain unchanged. Reality would shun this absurd thinking and bring them flying back from cloud nine and let their wrinkly skin wither with each day… So here I am, a young stubborn girl, feeling ungratefully grateful- acknowledging the fact that I am lucky to be youthful and with this, I dig in and work hard.

The morning is not a pleasant one. As we step out for a hand-weight-carrying-walk around the silenced residential block, the breeze whips our faces and lashes our legs with an Antarctic Cold Snap. Passing the sleeping homes, the windows are curtained with gentle fabrics and an occasional light flickers on and off. I gaze in envy of their warmed homes but look straight ahead, determined and steadfast.

AND 1 and a half hours later I know it paid off. Because as I am writing this I am enjoying the most delicious and mouth watering breakfast which I can eat guilt-free! My breakfast meal consists of healthy grain Seasameal crackers served with Lisa’s Garlic & Lemon Hummus Dip, Kaya (egg & coconut spread) and amazingly yummy avacado! A pure slice of heaven, my breakfast is.

…You gotta love Saturday Mornings.