Why I run….

Sometimes there is nothing better than getting outside and running in the fresh air.

I needed a break from work today so took the dog (Shiloh) out for a run. I ran about five kilometres but he seemed to cover a bit more. The boy was wondering why he seemed so tired tonight. I think I ran his little leggies off. Must put a tracker on him one day to see how far he actually goes….

Anyway, we have had a bit of stress lately with end of semester school exams, and a car accident last week and whatever else is going on and I had been waiting for the girl to have a meltdown over it all.

She has been fine but I had the meltdown for her.

So I have been running.

And running.

It works though, my stress and anxiety levels come down and I am happier again. I can feel physical soreness instead of mental soreness.

I don’t take a phone so no one can reach me – just me and the dog and the outdoors. No one knows where I am or where I’m going.

Try it.

Get outside and just breath.

 

How to torture the boy…

I decided many years ago that as I spent all of my time in the gym I might as well get paid for it, so I became a Personal Trainer.  Now I help other people get fit and maintain their sanity whilst maintaining mine! That is a win for everyone, better than drinking wine.

Maybe…

I also needed another goal, as taking up running many years ago wasn’t cutting it anymore so I thought I would give bodybuilding a go. I could torture the boy and get fit at the same time. Awesome!

It gave me something to focus on and required lot of training and willpower to not eat the peanut butter (peanut butter is awesome by the way) for the five months of leading up to my first show but I made it. And boy did I enjoy eating afterwards. Especially peanut butter…. and bread. And bread WITH peanut butter. And Vegemite toast…. Do you get the picture?

I did enjoy torturing the boy with ‘the terminator’ pose as he called it. Actually anything involved with bodybuilding scared him! The thought of his mum in a bejeweled bikini on stage was appalling! There was no way he was coming to watch me compete,  both kids were horrified…. How rude!

Last year I did another show but didn’t enjoy it as much and it was a hard slog. I was glad to see the end of it. I took some time off training and now just exercise to keep fit and healthy. There can be a balance – I think – I have an addictive personality so I tend to hit any interests hard and don’t go into anything half-hearted.

And I will keep the bikini close by for when I need to punish the kids some more and put it on.

It is a parent’s job to embarrass their kids yes? bodybuilding me

Time to go train again methinks!

 

Anxiety and hiding under the bed

The boy gets anxious.

He gets so anxious that he makes himself sick.

He doesn’t want to go to school because he finds it hard and he has to work hard and use the brain of his that does actually work very well,  he just thinks it doesn’t.

So he hides under the bed.

And says that I should just call him the boy who cried wolf because apparently I never believe that he is really sick. Except when he was sick for three days a couple of weeks ago I wouldn’t let him go to school, but please would I forget about that.

*sigh*

We are working together with his teacher to make him more resilient to school, and to get him to take less mental health days but it is hard. He really really hates school.

But loves his friends there!

He was very indignant last week when his sister had a day off school because she wasn’t well. It was the first day she had had off all year but he still got his nose out of joint about it.

It does my head in!

Today was hard to get him moving and out the door. I hadn’t slept at all with too much going on in my head, and the girl has been awake since 3am. There wasn’t enough coffee in the world to wake me up this morning.

Fingers crossed for a good night’s sleep and easy morning….

 

 

 

Floating….just!

Still trying to stay afloat, sorry everyone that I usually visit…..

It seems that once again time has got away from me. I have grand plans every day to write about what has happened but then tiredness catches up with me and I start drooling into my cup of tea whilst sitting on the couch at night.

I am also juggling studying to be a Personal Trainer with going to the gym everyday plus working at my current job and trying to stay one step ahead of the boy and the girl. Don’t think I have time for anything else….sorry housework! 😉

We have some issues to deal with at the moment; the boy is not enjoying school and that is making it very hard to get him there in the morning. The girl has a hard time at school and is stressing about the amount of homework she has now, let alone what will happen next year when she moves to high school. And her teacher doesn’t understand her at all…..don’t get me started on that!

Today the girl didn’t get out of her pyjamas. That is normal for a weekend.

She has a very busy Saturday now so Sunday is her day to do nothing. Except catch up on any homework and do her singing practice, annoy her brother and chase the dog around the house- the normal stuff.

I did have a momentary lapse of reason and thought it would be a good idea to go out as a family and maybe go to a park and buy the kids a hot chocolate or something. The girl thought that would be a great but then realised that she would have to get dressed for that,  so cowered in the corner of the couch instead. Why won’t I learn??

The man has decided that if cowering became an Olympic sport then the girl was a shoo in for a gold medal, she is that good at it!

The man and the boy took the dog out for a walk to the park instead and the girl went back to bed.

I escaped to the gym a few hours later…

More later – I promise!!! 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Running and my sanity

So I have just missed a whole month of blogging somehow. I think I was in an exhausted daze for most of April so I will excuse myself.

I have this blog so that I can get stuff off my chest about the girl and the boy but sometimes it is even to chaotic to write down or think about again so I don’t.

I run instead.

Running lets my mind run free from this world. The thoughts in my head just flow in and flow out and my body just moves. I love focusing in on my body and feeling how it all moves together.

Running is my time out from my life and enables me to regroup and calm down. And maybe get fit and feel better about myself at the same time. I am training for a 10km race in July, and a half-marathon in October. Crazy!

But I love it!

How do you look after your mind?