Wide awake at 4.45am actually buzzing and ready for action on a Monday morning!?! I mean, come on….. What ever happened to my inner sloth?!? 🦥 I cannot believe the difference in my activity levels in the last few weeks. It doesn’t seem that long ago since I was needing naps to get me through the day.
So the time is 5.33am…. the occasion….. the day that Scotland relaxes COVID rules to finally allow hugs. As we were both off to the gym at ridiculous, Claire and I agreed to meet for hugs at dawn!
Poor Craig must have taken hundreds of photos, bet he was impressed at two giggling wummin at that time of the morning 🙄😬🤣
The Fit Body Farm was great again. The first thing the owner Gavin asked was had we hugged anyone this morning…. eh like uh yeah!!!! Hullo!!! Bet never expected such an enthusiastic reply…. at that time of the morning. 🤷🏻♀️🤗
This morning he picked cards from a pack and we did the exercises that corresponded with the suit he picked so 7♣️ meant 7 sit ups and so on. 4 lots of 5 minutes constantly picking cards out the pack.
I love it as it’s great not to know what I’m going to be doing. I’d rather just do it than think about what it might be.
I get a shower at the Farm before I leave and start getting dressed when I realise that I don’t have any jeans…… 🤦🏻♀️ I had to put the same leggings on that I had been wearing while rolling about the wet astroturf…. could have been worse… it could have raining and they were soaked through…. I guess…. it was pretty uncomfortable until they dried off 😬😆
Work at Tartan flew by so fast that I didn’t even have a chance to read my emails! It was a busy morning.
I popped to the shops after work to take some things back and when I got home we did an online food shopping for essentials for holiday. It’s exciting getting prepared.
Claire was still awake enough for a dog walk at 5pm…. 😆🤣
I actually do think a lot about how far I have come and I honestly never thought I would get to this stage.
I used to leave the house at 6.30am and get back at 7pm at night. I went from that to sitting in Grans chair in the sunroom, sleeping for hours a day and maybe laterally crocheting and obviously dog walks.
Now I’m at the gym 3 times a week AND walking the dogs most days. I’m hitting 10k steps without even thinking about it. I feel more alert and more in control than I ever have. Work does not feel like work. I never have though life could be this good.
I’m trying to use all the tools I’ve been given when things go “wrong” it at least not the way I expect them to go. I have a wonderful support network that remind me of some of these tools when I get a bit bogged down.
Writing this blog helps me process all of my thoughts, feelings and emotions and I think it’s had a huge part to play in my recovery.
I am actually walking around smiling from the inside and that is a pretty special place to be.
I am so proud of how far I have come. I am so proud to be me.
That brought the tears.
You guessed that.
Stay safe everyone ♥️♥️♥️