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A Brighter Light

The weather in England is a fickle thing. Two days ago, here in the West County we were shivering at minus 5 deg, the central heating turned up high, and outside in the garden the plants were blackened, laying prone and looking decidedly deceased. Then overnight, it all changed as we basked in temperatures over 12 degs, warm enough (almost) to sit outside and have our coffee. Today, although it started raining heavily at 5:30am, it is currently 13 degs, if overcast, and I’ve just turned the heating off for the day. The garden has recovered too. My hellebores are once again upright and looking fit, the pansies and other plants making a comeback. It feels that Spring has sprung.

All this is in sharp contrast to this day last year. It was the day Dave and I returned from our winter sun holiday. We’d enjoyed Spanish sun in temperatures over 25 degs, some days, hitting 30! But on Feb 16th 2020, our flight was delayed because of fog in Malaga, and in the UK the hatches were battened down as Storm Dennis battered the country with 70 mph winds and lashing rain. Let us hope it’s the last of the cold and frosts and snow this winter, and any further storms are gone but somehow I have a feeling some may return before Easter.

But let’s look on the bright side. Evenings are getting lighter each day, at the moment I’m not closing the blinds or putting the lights on until 5:45pm. A week ago, it was at 5:00pm. Dawn is arriving earlier and earlier. It’s light now long before 7:00am. This time of year is always one of optimism, new starts, new hope, new life. Perhaps more so this year as the Covid jabs are rolling out apace here, cases are falling, and the Government talking of how and when to ease us out of lockdown.

Now, I don’t know about you, but since Dave and I had our first jab, we are feeling a lot more cheerful, if that could be possible. Whilst we are always happy and comfortable in our surroundings, enjoying life and the current situation as best we can, it feels as if a lot of the pressure has been lifted, pressure we hardly realised was there. More noticeable is the fact that we are both sleeping better, more soundly and since the jab, I haven’t had one peculiar or weird dream, nor am I waking up several times during the night. Of course, a good night’s sleep does lead to a less stressful day. Now I’m woken up by the dawn chorus of robins and blackbirds, not by the urgent need to use the bathroom countless times; although Dave does put that down to my age. Cheeky man!

I’m now in the mood to venture out on a daily walk, something I’ve avoided due to the bad weather and you-know-what. I’ve missed ambling around our local park and woods and need to get out there and watch springtime wake up. Before long the bluebells will be out in the woods, and I don’t want to miss them this year. I’m in need of their inspiration.

Yes, folks, there is a light that is getting brighter at the end of the tunnel we’ve all been crawling through this past year. We’re getting there. Things are getting better and I am determined to make it a good one. If we’ve got through all this together, we can get through anything.

Keep on shining, light, we need you.

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Whoosh… there goes November…

I hope everyone Stateside had a lovely Thanksgiving. November has gone by in a flash (well, let’s face it, most of this year has done the same), but since I’ve been especially busy, it has seemed the shortest month of the year so far.

First, I’ve been occupied with NaNoWriMo, and managing to keep my head above the sea of words as I battle toward the 50,000 finish line. Although I’ve done NaNo before, this year has been a bit of a struggle. The words haven’t wanted to come and sometimes it’s felt like pulling teeth. But nearly there and just a few thousand words left to write as I type this post. Although the conventional thing to do is to write the first draft of a new novel during the month, I’ve been a little unorthodox and used the 50,000 words to finish a story that’s been around for a few years now, plus written a short novella, and started another one. It feels like I’ve been very productive, but I have to admit I’ll be glad to hit that 50,000 and ease off a bit.

Second, I’ve tried to balance all the brain work with some physical activity.  Walking Ms. Vivvy is always a pleasure and trudging through fields always helps with the creative process, especially with the new voice recorder app on my phone. I often wonder what would happen if someone overheard me dictating into the machine, especially the love scenes 🙂

Then, thanks to a special monthly deal at the local sports centre (ahem* even more special if you’re a senior *ahem) we’ve been trying out a variety of teacher-led classes and also a new venture for the centre, Les Mills virtual sessions. So far we’ve sampled total body tone, fitness yoga, legs/bums/tums, coreX, body balance and sh’bam (phew, that one was a killer). This week it’s zumba, which I’m not too sure about to be honest.

But my real love has to be the adult ballet classes. There was much excitement last week when our teacher introduced some very intense foot exercises, told us we weren’t beginners any longer, and bandied around the words en pointe. That led to much speculation that we would soon be dancing on our toes like real ballerinas. Our excitement was soon dimmed when she introduced a new arm position and said ‘your left hand should be lowered to just above the height of your ‘tutu’. We all went quiet after that, as visions of prancing back to the car park after class while wearing our new ‘tutus’ took on nightmarish proportions. There were cries of ‘not in a million years‘ and ‘I’d never find one to fit me’, amongst other things.  Of course, our teacher was only joking…we hope!

Have a great last week of November …

 

 

 

Habits, Good and Bad

WHY can’t I keep the good habits like I do the bad? I do all the right things, like focusing for 30 days. For example our writing chapter does a 100 day club challenge. You write 100 words for 100 days. It is designed to set a habit of writing each day. It works . . . for awhile.

Coffee, I was advised to stop drinking it or greatly reduce my intake. To do this the doctor said to stop drinking coffee, and tea. Even herbal tea so that I could set a habit. I hated this one, but I did and it worked . . . for awhile.

Walking, now there’s classic good habit. Try as I might I can’t get into it and stay, Not so with my husband. Jack walks nearly every day. Rain or shine. Of course he has a consistency that I don’t have. He doesn’t like the furniture to be re-arranged and even gets upset if the remote gets moved to another end table. He sits in the same area, preferably the same pew in church every week. Getting a picture here? According to what I’ve read consistency is the key so now all I have to do is find it.

In researching habits I found one piece of advice that may work. It said, “Don’t go to the gym if you hate it.” Got that one. It went on to say, “Find diets, exercise, financial plans and work routines that are fun to follow and support you.”

So it’s April, and I’m off to find good habits that I like. Wish me luck in not finding more bad habits instead.

Marathon man, er, woman

I started a diet and exercise program this week, so right now it hurts even to type. 🙂  It’s a local program at a gym and one of the things I like about it is the accountability portion.  For some reason, I keep starting exercise and/or food modification programs, then falling off the wagon, if you’ll forgive the cliché.  This program requires me to show up at the gym 5 days a week for exercise and to go over my meal plans with them (both what I’m going to eat and what I’ve eaten).

 I’ve signed up for 8 weeks of this.  (Do you think I can get out of that contract by being certified as nuts? 🙂 ).  My hope is that, by the end, I’ll have broken some bad habits and replaced them with newer, healthier ones.

Having never gone to a gym and exercised, I was intimidated when I showed up.  But something pretty special happened that first day in my group.  I was, as I expected, the last one in from the timed lunge/squat/1mile run portion of the program.  But everyone in my class, who could have gone home once they were done, stayed and clapped me in.

I have to tell you, having them root me in made it feel like I’d just finished the NY City Marathon.  Okay, so yes, I also felt like that physically, but the emotional rush had me in tears. 

It felt great.  And that euphoria, hopefully, will carry me through until my muscles adjust to the program and stop complaining.

So…anybody got any tips for soothing sore muscles?