Bloody hell I am mad at myself. Easter Sunday – nothing. I mean we visited another relative and went for a drive but we didn’t do anything unless you count playing pool. I could maybe count it as a flexibility session but probably not.
Easter Monday we flew back to Brisbane early – but I had every intention of walking that evening. Raining, raining and raining. I could have done stuff inside – I have an exercise area but no I didn’t.
Day 15 – I did 30 push ups and 15 squats. I was going to do an evening walk or yoga. I did neither telling myself that I had a whole lot of incidental stuff to do cleaning out cupboards etc. There wasn’t as much incidental stuff as I thought – but it didn’t convince lazy me to do something more active.
Day 16 – arranged for my sister to be an exercise enforcer for Friday. We are going for a walk together but not today. I mean seriously I didn’t even park far away at the shopping centre. I really have to get my butt into gear. At the same time, I am staying up late because my husband is over seas (and we are joining him soon) but I hate going to bed alone. Thus normally at 6am or dawn (whichever is first) I would get up and go for a walk, now I am so tired because I have only had a few hours sleep – yet it comes to after dinner and I don’t want to face the empty bedroom so I stay downstairs and watch TV. I really don’t know how I am going to fight this attitude. I have a gazillion things to do before I leave for the USA in 11 days. I want to be all packed but it’s a bit soon. There is a pile of linen, some small gifts for people, hiking bags and god knows what else to pack beside my bed on my exercise floor. It’s seriously very hard. I am not an experienced international traveller so my brain keeps flowing with 100 random questions that I need to ask. I’m good until midday each day and then I loose interest in working through the to do list and tomorrow is my student’s memorial Party (definitely not a funeral) – yikes. It will be very positive I hope. The end result of all of this stuff is that I am not handling anything (don’t speak to me about car repairs!!!!). I am really struggling to exercise. Thursday will be a better day and I will do some walking in the evening. I just need to keep saying that.