What’s up (with me), Doc?

Dear Readers

I can see that I seriously need to pull my blogsocks up…

I could blame it on our (10 weeks so far, will it never end?!) bathroom remodel. A remodel that spilled over and involved completely redecorating our master bedroom. Or our upcoming Copper Wedding extravaganza (involving the coordination of swanky, hep cat nightclub, catered food with a retro Danish theme, an appearance by Denmark’s finest rockband, a DJ who will play exactly what we want and invitations going out to circa 150 friends and family around the globe). And school events/after school club activities that make my head spin – even when they are written down in the diary. But that would just be making excuses!

Truth to tell, I woke up Monday morning and wanted to cry. Felt completely out of sorts. (Yes, I may have a cynical sense of humour, but I am usually the eternal optimist…) My running friends had to cancel on me and I was => _ <= this close to jacking it in. Then my own good advice came back to haunt me…yes, I’m great at dishing out good advice – just not so good at following it myself! How many times have I told my friends this chesnut?

The days you want to drop exercise are the very days you need it.

Ha! So on the spur of the moment I ran out the door, determined to run longer than I ever have before. The sun shone, waves crashed on the sea, I smiled at the old ladies who were winterbathing, the wind threatened to blow me and the dogwalkers away, I ran past the morning queues of cars, past the sultry bakers shops, past the strange old houses (stopped to take a photo of one with hieroglyphs on the side), shouted ‘God morgen!’ to the road workers. And turned my iPod up to eleven… πŸ™‚

Yes – cue the clichΓ© – I came home a different person. (I ran over 7k…go moi!) The water gods smiled down on me and my 140 kg (22 st) bath arrived and was lifted up to the first floor by two Danish removal men who deserve a place in the Guiness Book of Records. And I decided that I really, really need to go back to writing blogposts every day (or at least every other day). For my own good. It’s therapeutic. Brings out the best in me.

Anyway, that’s all for today. I’m sitting with the laptop at the local library while DS8 and her friend are at the Kids Cinema Club next door and now the battery’s running out… Time for me to grab a coffee!

Have a wonderful Wednesday! πŸ™‚

7 thoughts on “What’s up (with me), Doc?”

  1. Aw, Di, i am so sorry you felt blue, but yet out of it all, you pulled a wonderfully motivational post! That's *so* YOU!
    You inspired me to write a different type of post today (with your last comment) about the people we can be vs the people we used to be.
    I am proud to say i am sure i am a better person having had your support in my life


  2. Diane, you are missed on your daily blogs! So, when you have a mo, keep blogging! It sounds like you have a full plate–glad the running did you some good. Take care!

  3. Thanks for the cyber hugs – much appreciated! Don't normally share my down moments but sometimes it's good to come clean! xo

  4. Sorry to hear you felt glum, but WTG you on pushing yourself out to do your fitness. Seriously, that is awesome! I've been having to get up early, get dressed to shoes and going out to take my kid to Kindergarten these last 3 days which is quite a big routine change for us, but I've been pleasantly surprised by the other mum's at the gate greeting us with a friendly "Good Morning" which I find makes a big difference too. Even though you don't know them, it's like some kind of support from fellow mankind! And of course having the clothes washed, ironed and laid out ready to put on from the Flylady routine makes getting dressed a piece of cake!
    Keep on hanging in there, and don't be afraid to share your downs as well as your ups – as you know we are all here to support you. God knows you are always there to support us when we need it. #Afriendinneedisafriendindeed
    I like the idea of #therapyblogging. I like to have a rant every now and again to get things off my chest LOL :o)
    Hang in there, sounds like you're only 1 sink away from a completed bathroom! :o)

  5. Aww, thanks A! (You always sum up things so well. #jobsforabbreviators) xoxoxo

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