I don’t want to bruise my peaches 🍑🤷🏻‍♀️🤔

I know I know - I disappeared - off radar - to be honest I am nursing a hip injury. A result of poor training so completely self inflicted. It’s ok I’ve taken professional advice about it and the advice:-
No running - no walking 🚷- NO 😱😫. Very frustrating and annoying.

It would seem that I have to re-think my approach - you can’t sit all day for long periods and then go flying around the village, thinking you are Paula Radcliffe with bad taste in music. To think I had just downloaded a best of the musicals album to listen to whilst running - I was going to be defying gravity, dreaming a dream, donning my multi coloured coat and all that jazz.   Alas that soundtrack will have to wait until Joe Bloggs is fully recovered ......... or will it......

So it seems I need to do cross training - non-weight bearing exercise to complement the running. Well that’s all I’m allowed to do until my hip is better - what is that I hear you say? The suggestion
Cycling or swimming
No and no - that was my immediate reaction 😂.

Well I had to take on board the sound advice given which to be fair I had paid to hear!

So what’s a girl to do 🤷🏻‍♀️. Well I can’t listen to my music in the swimming pool so it looks like it may have to be a bike 🙈. I had a little trial while away as I used my daughters exercise bike - man o man that saddle did not half hurt my amply padded bottom. Ouch that hurt - put me off a bit to be honest.

So I’m contemplating using a proper bike - I like to get outdoors but I’m not sold on the idea. Not after what my poor bottom endured this week and a few short cycling sessions.

So let’s watch this space ......... I need to do something and find something I like and also something that doesn’t make my bottom feel like it’s lost all feeling and is more bruised than James Giant Peach 🍑

Cushion tower anyone? Why not beats Jenga

Anybody else spending their life plumping cushions and re-folding blankets only for the dogs to bowl onto the sofa at top speed and mess them all up. Or they decide be nice to scrape the blankets into a big ball going round and round in a circle before finally settling in to their “nest” and then they will hear an imaginary noise and whoosh they are gone leaving me looking at a crumpled mess. Or when the grandchildren are home they like to remove them all and create blanket and cushion towers.

Plump - fold - plump - fold - repeat - repeat - repeat.

What are we doing with our lives people 😂🙈🤦🏻‍♀️.

Writers Block - let’s break down the wall

I’m afraid I’ve hit writers block
Because I’ve been working round the clock!

First it was the dreaded year end
Enough to drive you round the bend!

Then there is the weekly bins
That’s punishment for all my sins 😂

The pile of washing grows ever higher
I’m thinking of just having a big fire 🤷🏻‍♀️

Those blessed floors still need mopping
And the mop is really quite sopping 😩

The floors are really quite lethal
Shiny wet and quite quite slippy.

It’s probably down to the gin and wine
Making me lose my creative mind 🤔

I’m sure I just need a rest
Then I may be back to my best.

I probably need to get out and do some running
And not dragging smelly bins coz the lorry is coming.

I guess sometimes life is dull
It’s impossible for it always to be full.

Of course the silly season is looming
Spring is about and definitely blooming.

This really means only one thing for me
I’ve the Cardiff half to run come what may.

So maybe once I’m running around
And I feel my feet pounding the ground

My poor tired brain will re-engage
And I will find some humour come what may.

I am taking bets on two important tasks
Me run a marathon or the Brexit farce 🙈🤦🏻‍♀️

So bear with me during the dry dull times
As one day the inspiration bells will chime!

The Glass of Life

Do you ever feel that going through life is like watching that glass of water going down and down.   Sometimes you think that you have reached the bottom of your glass, it feels like you are chasing the final drips around the bottom of the glass - desperately trying to make those tiny droplets quench your thirst for life.  Some days it just feels like the glass is so full of emptiness it will never be full of life  again.

Then when we least expect it something comes along and fills that glass back up - life and living - that’s what fills that glass back up. People and laughter - that’s what fills that glass back up. Loving and feeling loved - that’s what fills that glass back up.  Giving more than you receive in life that’s what fills that glass back up.  Being in the moment helps us to evaluate those hard bumps in the road of life - sometimes the bumps are so big we may never get over them, always feeling like we are climbing up them, alone and feeling lonely. But sit back - look around - reach out - often you realise you are never really alone. Someone or something comes along that makes you appreciate you may be feeling lost in that moment but there is often a hand and a heart reaching in to gently pull you out.

It will be those small things in life - the things that just make you stop and smile for a moment - these things make us appreciate where we are.

I know that sometimes the glass is cracked or chipped and may never feel full again - but those moments are there that will help fill your glass up. Life is strange - if you ever feel like your glass is running dry don’t despair human nature is such that it will fill up again. If you want to help fill up the glass of life do some random acts of kindness - you will be surprised what a difference it can make. That gesture can sometimes be all that person needed to know that somebody cares about them.

So try it - see if you can replenish the glass - it’s doesn’t matter if it’s yours, mine or someone else’s - turn on the tap of life and let it flow come what may ❤️