Enjoying A Day Off

Dear Readers,

 

I am having a day off today.

I’m enjoying it to.

I probably should give you a little of my history here; I live rurally on a life style block.  It might almost be called an Old MacDonald’s Farm [as in the children’s song] with the myriad of animals around here.

While I don’t work in paid employment with land and animals there is always something to do up . Plus I grandchildren sit once a week along with twice a week leading the local village circuit group and add to the mix any projects Mr Breezi has in mind at weekends when he is home from work.

 

I’ve had a super busy week shifting and re stacking wood for next winter into the shed from where it was drying in the sun. Along with having to hand fertilise paddocks not suitable to get the tractor round. Caring for the animals is a daily activity but with little feed post winter and weeks [and weeks and weeks and weeks.....] of rain there has been the daily letting out and returning of animals into other areas to feed. Namely the goats who don’t wander far but when out of their fenced areas tend to gravitate with committed fixation to the trees and gardens where their presence isn’t welcome thus requiring regular monitoring. I should GPS them so I’d know their location without tracking them down.

 

So today aside from the usual daily chores I’m cruising it.

Well this is after a drive down the valley with Mr Breezi to pick up his new Chevy truck. I was required to drive the car back home of course but to follow just in case. No issues there though. It’s a blessing really that he is enthusiastically immersed in checking out the new truck and tinkering around merrily.  Leaves me free to do.........whatever I feel so inclined to.

 

I’m not bothering with housework which, let’s face it, always needs doing. I am enjoying a quiet read. I have of course let the chooks out as per our agreement – they all lay an egg then they get to meander about. And I’ve lit the fire – we are off grid up here so we light a fire daily to heat the hot water and it’s also our oven.

When I say we live off grid I mean we have our own water, septic tank system and solar power. It’s pretty cool actually.

 

So, I’m having a day off. Well, more an afternoon off.

Although I might just head down and let the goats through into the big paddock, great scrub cleaners that they are. I also should fill up the wood basket, pick up the gutted teddy stuffing left by the enthusiastic puppy and it’d be good to get that washing folded up and put away.

Time now to head down and ensure the fire has wood on it.

 

And time to, to get back to my afternoon off.

 

Namaste

Breezi’s spirit

 

New Beginnings

Dear Reader,

 

Perhaps a pre-emptive beginning to this post – beginning with Dear Reader. After all this is my first post on my new blog thus I have no readers. But I know you exist and I hope you will find me.

 

While this is my space to write about anything and everything it feels fitting to write about what first prompted me  to start this blog, what my original motivation was.

I was originally going to write about my weight loss journey, the highs and lows, the challenges and the successes. Of course it’s been done before and is being done now but those aren’t my story and my story is very relevant to me.

My relationship with my body as it currently stands isn’t healthy or nurturing or loving.  To be honest I can be very nasty to myself over this and if I am truly going to let myself love me then that has to change.

 

This blog isn’t going to be all about me losing weight, I am more than my weight but it is where I’m going to start from.

 

I do need to lose weight.

But it’s so much more than that. I need to be a better friend to myself.

And it’s a choice.

It’s always a choice.

I choose to lose weight in order to gain a healthier body and a healthier body image.

I choose to eat with wisdom and pleasure.

I choose to communicate with my body.

 

Easy.

Yeah...nah.

There are habits, beliefs, stories and attitudes that need to be acknowledged and re written.

It’s doable.

 

All great words and intentions.

But for that to work, for changes to occur then I have to earn my chops as in I have to take action. I actually have to do something. I have to work at it.

 

Sucks really that there is no easy wave the magic wand solution but then where the fun would be in that.

 

So Dear Readers, I have put my name down to participate in a 3 week pre Christmas boot camp; 1 hour a week for 3 weeks. I’m super excited and super terrified. 

Boot camp doesn’t start until December but that doesn’t mean I get to rest on my laurels until then, after all good intentions are nothing without action.

And the time to start is now, right now, right this minute, right at this moment. Now.

I ‘m already exercising, I was given a fitbit which is a lot of fun and motivating. I also run a local circuit class which I’ve upped the ante in. I’m eating better – don’t expect to see healthy vs unhealthy options here as I fully intend to eat chocolate along with my carrot sticks. It’s more about balance.

 

I believe in the healing power of journaling and here I’m journaling out loud.

So watch this space. I’ll share updates, I’ll excitedly reveal any and all successes and I’ll be honest about the slide backs and challenges.

 

And I promise to myself not to be a regular visitor  to the bathroom scales.....that said I did have a sneak peak this morning and just quietly I’ve relocated 1.1kg’s. No more peaking now until beginning of next week. A once a week weigh in is more than enough. Less is better.

 

Namaste

Breezi’s Spirit