Yeah, well, sometimes no news it definitely not good news.
My life is pretty wonderful... my healthy living...not so much.
So much to be grateful for. So many reasons to be looking after myself. Some habits just die hard I guess.
It's my mum's birthday today. When she was my age she was dying... and right now I have a good friend who is also dying... he has pancreatic cancer. And here I am, squandering away my health instead of living each day to the fullest. I'm so fucking done with it, it's not funny. It's time to get my shit together.
I'm just finishing up 2 weeks of holidays...now it's time to get really serious. I have a gym and swimming pool at my finger tips. A husband who is on a major quest to improve his fitness. A daughter who is an elite athlete and constantly on the go. And a dog and little children who love nothing more than getting out in the open with their mum.
I must admit, the weather change as we head into spring is helping me. I'm sure I suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder as I always realise at this time of year how depressed I've been and feel myself lifting out of a fog.
So I need help to get my shit together... what the help will look like I'm not sure yet. A psych maybe?
