This last week has been a right off. I have been ill, I have been sad, I have been busy at work too.
The worst part of this week was putting my walking shoes aside, on day 1 I just knew that this would be the best time to wash them, as I was not doing any km's. EISH!
The best part was pulling myself together one evening and making soup! I have never made myself soup. Yes, I am a chef, and yes I have made pot full's, but never for me, for the well being of my soul. My gran rocks at making veg soup, so I tried, I called her for advice and she was otherwise occupied, so I made soup for myself on my own, and it was superb!! So superb that as I type, the next (bigger) pot bubbles! Nothing better than a good soup for a crying body.
We live in a humid climate. It's warm. It's hot! For maybe 2 months of the year we moan, we shiver, we are hopeless if it goes below 20*C - this is happening now. A good excuse to get flu and bed it for 2 full days of the week.
The rest of my week was busy, not hectic but that bustling that I thrive on, with a cottonwool filled head cavity and tissues at every turn, I battled. I was rising in the dark, getting to work and trying the get go and for my body there was just no go.
I felt like a heffalump.
A mixture of too much alcohol, consumed in the cold. Too much child's play with a sick 4 year old. Too much social and not enough rest. Too many sleepless nights for a worn out brain. Too many sweets and carbs for my new veggie craving body. I crashed.
So as I drink my immune drops and vitamin C, cheers to a better week ahead. I hope to up my km's, prepare for Mozam in a month, eat healthy, work hard and get my happy on.
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