The grind

After a short bout of illness early last week - short because I had to go back to work, not because the cough went away - going into the office this morning after a lovely weekend of netball, pottering, cleaning and resting, just felt like going back to the grind. Or getting back on the merry-go-round, the treadmill, the revolving door - and all that jazz.

There's nothing like Monday's to put a dampner on your attitude and frankly mine may need resuscitating.

You know those week's when you look at your to do list and your diary, then you look at the month ahead and you know there are two choices - put your head on the desk and weep, or just keep swimming (because frankly if you took the time out to weep then you'd just be further behind). Well I'm having one of those days, weeks, fortnights, months - dare I say it - years.

And what better place to moan about it get it off my chest, than here on the interwebs.

I'm a great one for pessimism and feeling overwhelmed and despite being nearly thirty my Mum still constantly gives me this piece of advice "do your best, that's all you can do" when I'm fretting. Bless her she also often says, "as your medical advisor I'm telling you, you shouldn't be playing netball this Saturday" and "you really need another day off work" which I routinely ignore. No doubt to my peril.

And I love that piece of advice about doing your best, but I swear I'm not doing my best work at the moment. Not at the office, not on the netball court, not in the kitchen, not in the gym and certainly not at home with the farmer generally. I realise they can't all be or have my best" all the time but I have a feeling there's a better balance somewhere than this.

I just can't quite work out how to find it - and I'm sick of my fitness and my health coming last. 

There's a light at the end of the road, but it is the sunset :)

Before I hit publish I have to acknowledge that this whole post is complete #firstworldproblem nonsense - I have a job, I have a home, I have a husband, I have my health and food in my belly - and for that I am and always will be incredibly lucky.