Take a Chance on Me

This was a pleasant surprise to receive in the middle of a park in Ulverston on a breezy Saturday morning. This was also one of the things I just went for when it turned up in my feed at the start of the month. Sometimes, it is less about thinking and more just doing. Other times it’s about the Scotch Egg the size of your fist…

There’s been a lot of interesting developments in the last few weeks on that front. There’s a new Open Mic next week, and an unexpected appearance in an Anthology, which means that’s two publications in June. This is not to be sniffed at. Neither was the massive square of Elton Mess cake I bought home to scoff earlier.

The only downside to today is a rather swollen ankle, which I hope will not get any worse as time goes on. I was rather hoping to do a lot of photography and walking tomorrow…

Run for Home

I appear to be doing blogs in pairs right now, mostly because they’re being fitted in between other tasks. That meant recording a podcast today, which on reflection should have been done on Monday. It’ll get programmed that way for next week.

Today was also when I did my first 10 km for quite some time, and I know it can be done a great deal better. Finding time to do so isn’t necessarily the issue, but finding the mental space in order to function successfully whilst doing so very much is. That is the bigger ask.

I am making time going forward to address the mental consequences of my previous life choices.

Go

Having said everything yesterday, however, change is occurring.

Nothing ever evolves by empty words and blogs, now, does it…

Fast As You Can

Today has had a lot happen in it. By far the most important part of that is that instead of being distracted by social media, other things have taken place. Instead of being dragged into things I cannot change or alter, I used time to write poetry instead.

Five poems have been sketched to first draft in time that previously did not exist. I would have been mindlessly browsing or being sucked into arguments that, at this moment, do not require my input. Instead, from the tyranny of always being present, I have produced something that makes me happy.

Not all problems are as easily solved, and this is why this time is doubly important. The time I have reclaimed has been used wisely today. Tomorrow may be different. However what is increasingly apparent is that these are problems I can solve alone. This is the key for my next step of professional progress.

You can always be more than you believe is possible.

Hit Me Baby One More Time

Today has been full on, and I’m not done yet. As I type this, I’m waiting in a Zoom space for an Open Mic/Poetry Reading to start. I have a lot to think about as well. There is so much going on, most of which is really difficult to explain, but that’s not necessarily the problem it previously was. I had my first Proper Boxing lesson today and honestly, it’s obvious that this is a bit of a game changer. Now all that needs to happen is my brain to percolate on the consequences…

Last Train to Trancentral

Last few days have been a bit of a rollercoaster. I’ve stopped watching the TV show responsible for filling my brain to capacity, and there will be more on Severance as the week goes on. For now, I’m almost back up to date, have a new project on the go and am ready to go start kicking the arse of a training programme that needs to get me ready to do a 30-mile bike ride and a 10 km run within a week of each other. We’ll get there. For now, however, it’s time to concentrate on adjusting to a bit more hard work everywhere…

A Change is Gonna Come

May was always going to be important for me. There is a LOT changing in my life, new skills and ideas coming to the fore, and this will be the month when that INFJ-T in my Twitter profile also comes into its own. Everyone has something they need to do away from their normal plans and routines. Advocacy is mine. I always tell myself you can’t change everything, but there are most definitely parts of the world that you can. This is the moment. This is my time.

If it can co-incide with a period of general growth and consolidation, so much the better. I have a 10km run and a 30-mile bike ride on closed roads to factor into the equation. There are some very important poetical events taking place too: my first ever legitimate book launch event of a poem in an anthology. I’ll be reading again with my favourite venue hosts, who are expanding into print over the Summer… and I’m involved :D

All things considered, this is going to be a month when everything changes. Once upon a time, I’d have viewed that with trepidation and fear: not any more. This is my future, slowly coming into view, and to be quite honest I would rather not have it any other way. Life is all about adapting to change and being mindful of how you must always be listening and growing. I never used to take stuff like this seriously, either. A lot has changed in 5 years.

Down in the Dirt

I should have done this yesterday, but there is a LOT on right now and honestly, this is easier. I thought about time-shifting it back too, but today it’s better to reflect back on yesterday than pretend that this WAS yesterday :D I’ve made some fairly significant weightlifting progress, and the difference between old me and NEW ME (intentional caps) is quite significant. It isn’t just the weight, but it’s how my body reacts to fatigue that is interesting.

I achieved this new weight thanks to a pyramid set yesterday, and at the end fatigued in the way I’m used to when warming up: my lungs literally need time to get comfortable first thing into any exercise. Once I have my heart rate up and running, a lot of stuff becomes quite easy (as demonstrated by the run last week) but it’s that effort to get there which is tough. In the final 12 reps, body told me to stop at six, and there was literal gasping for air.

Once upon a time, after that level of work, I’d stagger home: yesterday the tiredness was apparent in my limbs, but I could still function. Of course, this could be as a result of the second COVID jab too, but honestly I think this is me, getting fitter, and having simultaneously to learn how to deal with the changes that brings… because there is change, and I do need to find the means to accommodate it in a way that is easily digestible to my brain.

Anyway, today is HIIT, as has now become the trend twice a week, and I could not be happier.

Banana Republic

I’ve never been a Royalist. If they try and give me an award, at any point, I will turn it down. I don’t need a bunch of regal people telling me they think I’m good enough. If it ever got to that stage, other people’s validation will be more than enough, thank you very much. I’m also mightily annoyed the National Broadcaster is acting as if it’s State Media as well. Seriously, this is not 1953. Give it a rest, guys.

Lots to do, but for now I’ll be over here celebrating the fact I didn’t fuck up my body over Lockdown.

A Whole New World

Been an interesting weekend, all told. The irony of how much money I’ve spent over the years to try and pull in this amount of reach, and then it happens without even trying, is absolutely not lost on me. The timing is also more fortuitous than I first grasped, but that’s often the way these things work. Someone popped up and told me that they’d left the party because of their stance on sex-based rights, and if the Fates had not been utterly aligned before, they were then. Also, been mansplained twice, but you can’t have everything ^^

This week, therefore, is about mental health before physical health, because DEITIES GRASP that right now, the former’s a bigger issue than the latter. That means I’ve just signed up to do the Vitality 10,000 which is 10km which gets me a medal and a shirt. It costs me 19 quid for this, and I suspect my PT (who suggested it) thinks it will inspire me. It doesn’t. It’s what I’m doing four times a week right now, it’s part of my life. It’s another badge that is great to say I’ve earned, but doesn’t matter nearly as much as being told my writing is good.

It’s the things that money can’t buy that really matter most, did you not know this?