Nowhere land

I can't figure out if I'm sick, depressed or just recovering from a big week last week. Yesterday I found it difficult to get out of bed and ended up working from home. Glands up, headaches, and exhausted! Brain fuzzy too. I did no structured exercise whatsoever. That's two days in a row! I did move, but only shopping and cooking and walking the dog on the beach.

Today is Thursday and all I am doing is one tap class. I can do tap classes with my eyes shut - so it won't be much chop from an exercise perspective. I also will walk the dog after work, and I do 40 minutes of walking just to get to work, but that's all I'm planning. Nothing too strenuous. No weights. No running. I'm having another day off. I will make a decision tomorrow based on how I feel - if I'm feeling better, I will go for a run because after I have a break from it, I then really look forward to it.

And you know what - it terrifies me! Because I'm scared I'm going to slide back into overweight hell. From one week of taking it easy. Easier. Three days actually. Not a week.

I feel like I need to go through a ringer and iron out all the creaks in my body. A visit to the osteo, or to a massage therapist, is on the cards, if I can ever find the time.

Bugger it, I'm going to ring my portable massage friend Johnathon and book a massage for next week. It's the earliest I can do it as I'm at one of our Oxfam fundraisers tomorrow night, then off to mum's for the whole weekend. You know what else - I need to get back to yoga.

Luckily, my relationship with food is sensible at the moment. So even as I panic about not exercising (obsessed, anyone?) I realise that the main thing I need to do is continue to eat well. And I find it unbelievable, but I am finding it really easy to make good choices. Hell, I'm not even going to the fridge and looking at the chocolates. Maybe I've finally FINALLY learned something. Stay tuned.......

Cheerio

Miss Jojo xxx