When that moment hits you, that you’re actually getting old and the body doesn’t do stuff like it used to it’s time to do something about it. Today I did just that.
I’ve been inspired by my 15 year old daughter. Every morning for the past week, she has been getting up at 6am to do her stretching & exercise regime. She’s doing this in order to achieve the maximum physical strength and agility required for her to reach her goal – being accepted on a dance course for her final two years at school. I used to be like her, ballet, & dancing in general, was my first love, it was my escape and my passion.
I’ve attempted going back as an adult several times, but always end up injured, both physically and mentally. The physical injuries leading to the mental ones – not being able to physically complete an exercise is as damaging to the body as it is to the brain. You feel deflated and fed up, and as a consequence start to wonder why you bother with the whole exercise thing. You can see a vicous circle happening here can’t you.
Anyway, today for the first time, I actually set my alarm for 6am. I must admit I nearly didn’t get up, I lay there for a few minutes until my daughter popped her head round the corner and said she was off to do her exercises. I then lay there for another few minutes trying to convince myself that having another half an hour in bed would be far nicer and tried to go back to sleep. I couldn’t. At that point I conquered the lazy devil on my shoulder and took up the challenge by the motivated, energetic angel on the other one; got dressed and heading out for a brisk half hour walk.
It was fabulous! The sun was shining, there was a nice breeze, and it was quiet – no chance of bumping into too many people. The odd dog walker, a man in a suit heading to the station and me.
I actually felt like I’d achieved something. There was a real buzz about that. I started my day in an energetic way and I intend on doing that every day from now on. Not sure how I’ll go once the dark days or Autumn and Winter come around, but for now I’ll do my best to remember why I’m doing this and what I’m achieving by sticking to it.
It’s as much for my health as it is for my kids – I want them to be proud of their Mum and to know that I’m looking after myself so that I’ll be around for them for as long as I can.
Happy Monday Everyone!
During a conversation with a friend the other day, something she said made me stop and correct her – in a nice way, not a judgemental way. We were in the midst of a discussion that was basically a tennis match of issues. Hers, then mine, then hers, then mine… you get the idea. At one point, she said to me, “…my issues are not as important…”. Wait a minute, yes they are! Why are her issues not as important as mine? Of course they are, they’re her issues, they’re important to her. There’s no comparing when it comes to sharing your issues with a friend. We all have our issues and no one can tell you that your issues are less important, and neither should you even consider that. A true friend will rate your issues as important as their own. You can help each other to get those problems out there for discussion, find solutions or simply talk your heads off with a bottle of bubbles close by to simply alleviate the stress that they cause. A problem shared and all that.
One thing I’ve learnt over the years of dealing with ‘issues’ is that you cannot put them on a scale from 1 – 10 of importance. They are all equally important. Yes there are problems that we have to deal with on a daily basis in our civilised world that might seem insignificant in comparision to those dealing with ‘third world’ issues; nevertheless, they are our problems and they cause us stress, heartache and sadness. Never beat yourself up for feeling bad about something, it’s your bad time and you’re allowed to feel crap about that. The best thing to do is find someone who you can trust to share that bad time with and thrash it out. You might not solve it, but you’ll have a damn good try and possibly find something to laugh about as well.
Happy Wednesday everyone! I’m off to drink bubbles then to the theatre to see Sunset Boulevard – with a very good friend – therapy!
Dear Muslims of the world,
So many things have been going through my mind since Friday 13th November 2015, and again since recent tragedies in Brussells. In fact, those same thoughts have been there since Sept 11th 2001 but today they have just leapt to the front of my mind. Today I feel compelled to speak out – in your defence.
Having been dragged up Catholic, made to go to church every Sunday and all that goes with that, I understand the importance of religion to so many people. However, these days I declare myself a non-believer of any God. That’s a choice I have & I feel that we all should have that choice – to believe or not to believe. It’s very difficult when you’re born into a faith, you don’t have a choice. Some might take the route that I did and dismiss any association with a God. Some will accept the faith one is born into and enjoy the comfort it offers. For a minority, their mission is to prove their worth to their God by misinterpreting the scriptures to accommodate their own evil needs. I guess that’s how the ‘fundamentalist’ is born.
What many people tend to forget is that every religion has a minority who will attempt to fight harder for their cause, ignoring the true meaning of being a member of a collective that is essentially peaceful. The IRA & Ku Klux Klan are a couple that come to mind – both proclaim to be followers of Christ, who was essentially a peaceful man. These off-shoots of Christianity are no less terrorists than ISIS. There is no doubt in my mind that whatever God you choose to believe in, you will not be exempt from spin off groups who are intent on taking their warped ideals of their chosen religion to the extreme.
I would like to say to all members of the Muslim faith, you are part of this world as much as anyone. You have a right to believe in your God and I do not categorise any of you as a potential threat to me, my family, friends, community or country. You are as much a victim of ISIS as the rest of us.
I am only one person, so my words don’t really mean much to the population of Muslims across our wonderful world, but I hope one day that you and I and all members of whatever faith will be able to live alongside each other without threat or prejudice. I don’t look at you in the street and assume you are a terrorist. I look at you as another human being, as disgusted by these terrorists as much as the majority of the population.
The world would be a much less wonderful place without you. I applaud the bravery of all Muslins who openly speak out against these terrorists. Stay strong and know that you are appreciated, accepted and not judged by me. A small thing that probably doesn’t mean much, but nevertheless I just wanted to say it.
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We’re 17 days into the new year and today is apparently the day when any New Year’s Resolutions go by the wayside and we all go back to how we’ve always behaved in our natural state. That is, the new exercise routine is basically recognised as boring and far too time consuming when we’d rather be doing things that we actually like. The habits that we know are not good for us drift back into our daily routine, mine being coffee & wine – life’s too short to not have a vice or two.
I guess the point of the NYRs is to make us look at our lives and assess where we think we should make a few changes and the ones that win out in the end are ones that are realistic and worthwhile. Giving up wine and coffee would probably be worthwhile to an extent, but really, is it about giving up totally and being miserable or just adjusting the habit so that it’s not so important?
When I did the H2O challenge for the RNLI last year, I drank nothing but water for 10 days. The first three days were the hardest, and it was nothing to do with the wine. It was the coffee. The headaches, lack of concentration, not having a cup in my hand – all these things added up to a habit or addiction that I didn’t really appreciate. Although I couldn’t wait for that first coffee once I finished the 10 day challenge, I certainly made changes to that habit and have managed to stick to it. My coffee consumption has decreased considerably and I actually enjoy it more because I look forward to my two cups a day (sometimes three, but not very often). As for wine, well, I think age has started to creep up on me and I basically don’t enjoy it as much as I used to. A glass or two every now and then is generally enough. Often having totally alcohol free days is such a good thing and means that I sleep better too. That’s got to be good.
I’m hoping that 2016 brings lots of good things; travels back to see friends and family in Australia, precious time with my wonderful children and lots of career prospects that give me job satisfaction and stability.
Wishing you all a wonderful 2016. Stay safe, be happy and love life!
The more I watch the news footage of last night’s tragedy in Paris, the more I fail to understand the relevance of religion. How can a person worship an abstract, fictional being and find it acceptable to fight for the right to have their ‘God’ as superior over another, by murdering innocent human beings?
There is nothing honourable in violence, no respect in loyalty to an intangible entity. Without religion, these people may well still exist, but they would not have the fuel to indoctrinate & radicalise to the extent that brainwashes one to kill & take their own life in the name of their ‘God’.
In the words of another victim of tragedy…
Thank you John Lennon for your wise, relevant words.
In an ideal world I’d be blogging every week, several times a week but to be honest, I simply don’t have time. Who has time to sit and write about stuff that annoys us, fascinates us, inspires us? Lots of people, so it would seem, so what am I doing wrong? I’m guessing I may not be the only one who vows to keep a blog on a regular basis, but never finds the time to do so. I’m also guessing that many of you out there who do manage to do this will be screaming at me, ‘just do it’!
What I may be doing wrong is not allowing myself time to be creative with words. I know I can be, I just find excuses not to be. I dream of creating that blog that becomes the next big thing, but again, I’m sure I’m not alone with that. So what makes those famous bloggers famous in the first place?
I’m off to find out, research the do’s and don’t’s and hopefully come back very soon with a whole new outlook, new design for my page and something worth reading. See you soon!