Monday, June 22, 2009

What happened to Sunday?

I have way too much stuff going on inside my head at the moment.

A chance reunion with an old school friend on the weekend who is training to be a life coach has me thinking about goals, reasons, getting there and the whole shebang - not just my goals, but my clients' as well. And some possible future directions in a professional sense. Hmm.

I also have a relative who's seriously ill and is now looking at a lung transplant, so that's got me thinking about the important things in life. Why waste your life worrying about trivial could all be taken away from you without notice, any time.

Plus I spent an interesting Saturday evening with both my biological parents in the same room, which has only happened about twice in the past forty years. It was kind of like watching a fascinating but potentially lethal science experiment. But nobody lost a limb, so phew.

I think I need to turn my brain off for a day and give it a rest. Where IS that switch?


In spite of resisting the charm of another bottle of Wirra Wirra Church Block (plus several other lovely wines) over the past few days, and passing on ALL the party food on Saturday night, the scales aren't playing nice. *sigh* I don't have the slightest urge to throw my hands up and do the old I give up routine. I'm happy enough training, eating and sleeping and watching things change in the mirror (and inside my bra....oh well) little by little.

But it would be nice to see a lower number for more than a day. Pretty please?


The solstice is past, thank goodness. Summer will be back again eventually. Training in daylight - ah, I remember that fondly.


Legs are trained, food is packed and I need to get moving. Monday again - how did that happen so fast?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

the scale is evil kezza. ignore! i have not weighed myself for nearly 6 weeks and i'm thoroughly loving it.

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