Time goes so fast when I am busy and it is now ten days later. One thing about writing a blog is that I have to be in a certain mood. I sometimes wake up grumpy, actually most mornings I wake up grumpy. That is, my initial thoughts are grumpy. It's like I wake up and think, now, what was I sad or mad about and I remember all the things I was worried about the previous day.Sometimes I just want to sleep longer. Now I am beginning to realise that I can change that. I can decide not to think about grumpy stuff now. Of all the thoughts in the universe I can decide not to think those ones.
Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. Breakfast is what helps lift my mood, with a good cup of tea. Most mornings, breakfast doesn't happen until I have been up a few hours. Breakfast is based on the work of Timothy Ferriss who wrote "The 4 Hour Body", which means that it consists of eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms and spinach. Occasionally I have porridge or yoghurt with blueberries and nuts.
A friend asked me about my weekly routine and when I began to tell her, she groaned. It's not really that bad, in fact, I think it is pretty good. On Mondays I get up at 5.30am, head to the gym, have a half hour session with the trainer and go to work. Monday nights I do a weight lifting session and Zumba. Tuesdays, I go to a boot camp at 6am and a water aerobics class, then off to work. Wednesdays I go for a walk and then go to work and do the boot camp at 6pm. Thursdays I run two water aerobics classes for the gym, go to work and head back at 6pm to be a participant in the water aerobics class, Friday I do the 6am boot camp, go for a walk and then have my training session. Saturdays I go to a weight lifting session and Sundays I do stuff all! (Although I might go for a walk along the beach). I am asleep by 9.30 at night. It sounds a lot doesn't it, as I list it here, but I am using the momentum of the 12 week challenge to keep me going, and everywhere I go, there is something to like, whether it is the early morning light, the friends I meet, the new muscle I feel. The weight still isn't coming off and I sometimes despair of hitting my target (which is only 4kg less than I am now) but all the above activity is so much fun I don't ever want to stop.
Do I get tired? Yes. Do I ever not want to go? Yes. Do I go anyway? Mostly. What stops me going? An occasional really low mood brought on by stuff that happens in my life. And one day I will tell you about that, when I am in the mood. In the meantime, have a wonderful day!