Skewed Perspectives
I think yesterday I hit some kind of wall. Not the pain wall... more like the kind of wall you find yourself driving a car into. Only I can't actually drive.
It has been one of those weeks when you can reel off a list of a load of good stuff that has been going on, but you still just don't feel brilliant. There's too much stress going on as well.
I've had writing success this week, N got another job (he got one the week before, but they phoned to tell him they couldn't take him on two days before he was due to start),I've reached 14.5 lbs lost on Weight Watchers, which is another sticker (I like stickers. And badges), I've managed to swing it so I can attend the Friday evening and Saturday of Fantasycon, and we've had loads of compliments off punters and acts alike for the comedy nights we've put on this week, so I should be ecstatic by rights.
I think N has been feeling much the same, so I suggested we get some fresh air yesterday, and go for a bit of a walk... get the old endorphins going. So we went to Pittsford Reservoir. This is the lake that supplies the water for the Northamptonshire region, and it is beautiful - a serene stretch of rippling blue, home to geese, coots, mallards, swans, dragonflies... and pike. I did not see the pike. There is a sailing club there, and the windsurfers were out in force yesterday, cutting arcs through the water. Ah, if only I had the money...
There are some trails set out, around 1.5 miles long. We decided not to follow these and instead we walked round the lake - which is a seven mile circuit. Seven miles!
Well, we did it. We walked all the way round, and it was very much worth it. We talked about the stuff that has been causing us stress and how the diddle we might be able to sort it all out. It was all very emotional at times, but we did a bit of imagining ourselves in the future. Sekrit Project needs a lot more input from me, and a lot less self-sabotage.
Three hours of walking later, we had earned ourselves 6 points (me) and 8 points (N), which we subsequently turned into pints. What was that I was saying about self-sabotage...?
It has been one of those weeks when you can reel off a list of a load of good stuff that has been going on, but you still just don't feel brilliant. There's too much stress going on as well.
I've had writing success this week, N got another job (he got one the week before, but they phoned to tell him they couldn't take him on two days before he was due to start),I've reached 14.5 lbs lost on Weight Watchers, which is another sticker (I like stickers. And badges), I've managed to swing it so I can attend the Friday evening and Saturday of Fantasycon, and we've had loads of compliments off punters and acts alike for the comedy nights we've put on this week, so I should be ecstatic by rights.
I think N has been feeling much the same, so I suggested we get some fresh air yesterday, and go for a bit of a walk... get the old endorphins going. So we went to Pittsford Reservoir. This is the lake that supplies the water for the Northamptonshire region, and it is beautiful - a serene stretch of rippling blue, home to geese, coots, mallards, swans, dragonflies... and pike. I did not see the pike. There is a sailing club there, and the windsurfers were out in force yesterday, cutting arcs through the water. Ah, if only I had the money...
There are some trails set out, around 1.5 miles long. We decided not to follow these and instead we walked round the lake - which is a seven mile circuit. Seven miles!
Well, we did it. We walked all the way round, and it was very much worth it. We talked about the stuff that has been causing us stress and how the diddle we might be able to sort it all out. It was all very emotional at times, but we did a bit of imagining ourselves in the future. Sekrit Project needs a lot more input from me, and a lot less self-sabotage.
Three hours of walking later, we had earned ourselves 6 points (me) and 8 points (N), which we subsequently turned into pints. What was that I was saying about self-sabotage...?