Slipping

A week of a lurking cold, far more client hours than normal, low mood, cold weather, niggly foot - this is VERY upsetting and I MUST sort out some strategies for dealing with my emotional responses to it - have produced some Unhelpful Thoughts in the LBTEPA noggin. Along the lines of, I'm tired and gloomy, another day off won't hurt, I slept badly, yes I will have that wine thanks. It's not just me has weeks like this? Well, Captain Picard put it best!

I'll be spinning or walking tonight. Bugger the wind. Everyone goes off track. The trick is noticing, sooner and sooner, and veering back.
More anon, astrolabers!

5, 4, 4, 2,1, 0

5 catch ups with friends
4 walks
4 alcohol-free days

2 bike trainer workouts aka victories of character over sloth

1 not home-cooked dinner
0 swims epic fail must do better
Kms of skirting board painted - 10000 why are there SIX doors leading off the corridor, WHY?
Plantar fascia - niggly and a constant worry but stable and tolerating very slow loading
Mood - good

More anon, sunny-side uppers!

Pressing on

Home again, jiggety jig.
Shaken but not stirred, our heroine is sleeping better and not so jumpy. I need a badge: 'does not cope well with conflict'.
I'm loving just swimming again - the fact that I can now go to the pool without dreading it is hereby noted as the first triumph of the 2016-17 financial year! Mind you, I pick my times very carefully, but that's how things Get Done, no? There's an open water swim in September I have my eye on.
This morning there was quite a funny battle between hurry up get your shoes on you've only just got time for your walk and I'll just do some Important Things so I don't have time then be mad at myself. The washing is still blocking the laundry door; the walk was good :)
I've been reflecting on my Top Secret Big Scary Goals, and reminding myself that playing the odds is the only way - if I keep working, I have a chance at success, however small. If I listen to the BS in my head and keep putting things off, then I have no chance. Things will stay the same. Ewww.

More anon, glorious leaders!

and a partridge in a pear tree...

On the sixth day of the 'holidays'*, Bendigo gave to me
two eisteddfodau
four brisk walks
one swim workout
dai-ly stretching
no stress eating!!
(sadly, angry drinking)
six days of wrangling dancers
fifteen solos
three duo performances
(while the other mum sat watching)
one day of being attacked by the other mum for upsetting her kid by 'being too controlling' (you have to sing this one pretty fast)
one massive row
one dummy spit
(see 'angry drinking') 
one abrupt departure
one kid to manage!
so much lovely dancing
...and lots and LO-OTS of bling

I am so happy for Noddie. A huge amount of hard work went into these :)
More anon, (ahem) 'holidaymakers'*

*This post's other name is 'what I did on my (ahem) 'week off'.