After an accidental afternoon nap on the sofa, I dragged myself to the gym,managed to be late arriving but had a quick workout nonetheless, followed by aqua aerobics.
I absolutely love being in the water and it was definitely good fun.
The one thing I had forgotten about was how much I hate having to strut around essentially half naked to get to and from the pool, especially with the one way system which means you have to walk an extra lap of the whole pool side to get out,nothing like being out of your comfort zone!
Still I’m feeling happy with myself and definitely ready for bed. Happy #humpday.❤x
Its been a funny few weeks, not necessarily in a ha ha funny way either.
I’m blaming my hormones~who knew at the grand age of 43yrs old, I would be struggling to get my menopause medication right at the same time as trying to maintain co-ordination at aqua aerobics hanging on to my hrt patch with one hand and hitching my swim suit up with the other!
Its like the joys just keep on coming! Anyhow the point of this picture is just to say that having made myself go to the gym this evening then being able to walk out of said gym and having the beach right on my doorstep is something that I hope never to take for granted.
However the hot flushes, sleepless night and mood swings can hurry up and do one anytime they like!
P.s~I realise I’m totally selling myself here #stillsingle haha.
Tonight after a lovely evening stroll with my boy, I came home uploaded some photographs and posted on my Dads facebook page.
I posted a picture of a boat that I know he would of loved to of seen, a picture that when I took it, for a split second I thought ‘I’ll send it to Dad’ then reality slapped me hard in the face, I can’t send him anything, I can’t call him,text him or hug him.
Being there by the sea makes me feel close to him but sometimes so very far away.
Grief is like an uninvited visitor that never goes away, sometimes it sits quietly in the corner and sometimes it makes its presence felt loudly.
Tonight its a loud presence~one of those days,one of those endless nights.
When you spend more time ensuring that the new bathroom doesn’t get covered in hair dye than you do ensuring that your hands don’t. It would also appear that I am unable to dress myself correctly either~on the plus side~no more greys! ❤x
This popped up this morning on my timeline and I just cannot believe this was our very last Father’s Day with our Dad. Nobody knew of course that would be the case.
I feel its another timely reminder to be the best version of yourself,make every day count and try to keep your head held high. Go and make those memories, live your life and love well. Time is so very,very precious.❤x