What's New Pussy Cat?

Not a bloody thing.

I had a fabulous time oop North. Was spoilt rotten by the Viking's parents. I think his mum totally rocks. Every time I tried to be useful: clear something up, do the dishes etc, I got shooed out the way. It was the first time Boy went to Viking's familial home and I think he had a great time. We went walking, did a bit of shopping and watched the Olympics. To my surprise, as a not terribly sporty family, both Boy and I were riveted to the television. True, my favourites were the male gymnasts and Boy was quite taken with the flexible girls in tight leotards. But I was really chuffed to see the UK do so well. We went to the Lakes, I got wet, wet, wet, but I have discovered that I can cope with anything as long as I have dry feet and a wooly hat. There's more on that trip that I will write about later. I promise, with pictures and everything.

I really didn't want to come home. Didn't want to face the bills, the laundry, the responsibility.

So, within 5 minutes of opening the door to my flat, my shoulders were round my ears and I was just as stressed as I was before I left.

Something has to change soon. And for the better. I've had enough of this. I'm intolerable. If I don't get a handle on my stress levels I'm going to make myself ill, lose my relationships and my employment. Time to get a grip.

To this end, I've started working out again. It was actually Beth's post that made me get my arse into gear. Because it's been so long since I've done any regular exercise I've had to go right back to the basics, slightly disheartening, but I've got to start somewhere. I know when I exercise it improves my mood, my energy levels and my general aches and pains aren't so bad. It would also be good to shift some weight. I don't particularly want to diet, I can't bear the thought of cottage cheese and cardboard, life is too short for bad food. But I'm taking Kaz' advice: less fat in my diet and moving a bit more.

I feel out of control at the moment and I hope that by getting control, even if it's of one thing, might help.

We shall see.

Comments

  1. What - even more north than Manchester?
    Never touched cottage cheese in my life! Piles of pasta with tomato sauce - easy on the parmesan.

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  2. Yep, we went as far north as Whitehaven. No nosebleeds, but I must remember for the next time to wear more clothing and invest in good waterproofs!

    The only cottage cheese I've found palatable is M&S - it's full fat, double cream which kind of makes it superfluous.

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  3. I quite like cottage cheese!

    Exercise is definitely a good place to start, she said hypocritically. I've been feeling blue myself recently and the exercise regime has dropped, but I know that if I get back into it, it will lift my spirits a bit.

    No advice on sorting out the rest of your life as I need to do the same too. Good luck.

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  4. sanddancer ~ somebody has to. Sorry things are blue with you too. I really hate feeling like this, it's just so dull. I must admit, I really do want to start going to my local pool again, at least swimming is comfortable i.e. you don't get hot and sweaty.

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  5. I love swimming and would heartily recommend it as a source of invigoration and exercise - especially when it is followed by a wholesome cup of hot chocolate .....Yum!
    PS welcome back!

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  6. Glad you had a fab time oop north - welcome back! Can't wait to read about your exploits in the lakes

    I'm in the same place as you at the mo - need to motivate myself to do something, anything really...

    Like you I know exercise is good for me (both mentally and physically) but just can't bring myself to get going...

    Another cottage cheese lover here -try longley farm cottage cheese with chives - it's creamy, you can buy a fat free version and its the best thing in the world on brown soda bread...

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  7. Sorry still reeling from the "tried to wash up" statement. Is there photographic evidence?! x

    I know what you mean about the exercise thing. I've recently started running again. (I say running, it's more hauling my sorry arse at a pace slightly quicker than walking). I always feel better for it - especially when I never think of it as exercise. It's time to myself with an Ipod letting my mind drift. Cottage cheese is ok but I prefer half an hour or so running to something up-beat.

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  8. hottie ~ I was trying to be polite. I am occasionally polite. I don't do running. It would knacker, my already knackered knees.

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  9. Please let us know how it goes - I haven't been checking in on most sites regularly due to my work/life balance at the moment, but to be honest I could do with some tips to stop me murdering someone myself at the moment.

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  10. ATNS ~ at least you'll know where to hide the bodies. Can't do that well on a department store cosmetics floor with all the bright lights and CCTV.

    Fortunately, the Editor in my Head seems to be awake most of the time and I'm managing to stop the sarcasm before it gets past my teeth.

    Sorry to hear life is pants, have you any AL coming up?

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