Hello running folk...
Yes.. here I am again... clocking in to recount the day's adventures...
Woke up this morning after a restful night... I think we are almost caught up on the hours we have missed over the last three weeks... and a slow wake-up with the first part of YWA Gentle Morning Wake up... the bit you can do in bed! Very, very gentle.
Then completely out of the blue... an episode.... over breathing and a quick panic! It lasted about ten minutes, and then as I worked through the breathing exercises... it gradually passed.
No reason for it kicking off and no explanation... but that is the thing with them...no reason.
Anyway... after cups of tea.... and two biscuits. I decided to not do the standing abs...but I did some feet and ankle exercises, toe creeps and some knee exercises.
About 30 minutes all in all.
When I decided to have a plan... I did say it would not be written in stone. There are times when things happen which we can react to in one way or another...this morning, when the panic set in... I had a bit of a battle to get it under-control...but event then, I knew, I would handle it. Positivity...not negativity.
On with the day, and fairly steady, heavy rain made it look as if Mr OF's walk would not happen... but, breakfast eaten and there was a break in the clouds. So togged up for the wet.., and off we set.
A grey sky , seamless except for the merest tear showing a tiny patch of blue.... everywhere was remarkable quiet as we headed out. A very slight incline towards Seagull Roundabout... the pace was a tad quicker than yesterday, a sharp wind taking our breath, as we rounded the corner.
Mr OF is moving better now, his legs seem to belong to him now, and he no longer walks like Worzel Gummidge! I do tend usually to walk much faster than him, but the anxiety episodes although shorter now, do tire me !
There are signs everywhere that the seasons are changing earlier...blackberries tangled in the hedges, the Rowan already covered with the deep shades that my Nan used to say, meant a harsh winter. After 98 of them she was probably more right than wrong! The gardens are looking a tad weary, and the longed for sun only comes in fits and starts...making our way around the roundabout... a van stops to allow us to cross... we clearly look like old people! Up a little way further and across to the other side to head back...
The strip of blue in the sky has disappeared and a large black cloud threatens overhead. There will be no chance of outrunning it
so we do a slight detour, up a very short uphill bit to the entrance to the golf club and turned towards home. Over the roundabout as the first large drops began to fall. Jackets zipped and hood up, we strolled gently back. It was relaxed and felt easier than the other two... my legs belong to me again too!
We covered only just about a mile...but it was a real milestone for Mr OF.
A good session of dusting meant a bit of a workout after all.... housework does has its upside! And the afternoon spent beginning my new painting,
So... a good day, Tweaking is sometimes necessary in many things and allowing myself to be flexible makes things more relaxed.
Acknowledging, accepting and adapting... gosh how the ,old posts I have put out, come to mean so much!,
Tomorrow is another day... I intend to start with a short morning wake up with Adriene. Then I will try for some proper arm work!!!
The day then is a rest day... is it? Down with daughter and family for her birthday lunch and play time with small runner in training... so, maybe not that much of a rest! But fun.
Good to know too that a few folk have ramped up the exercises and plans .. so my rambling here has its merits
Sleep well, or rest easy everyone.
See you tomorrow!
Oldfloss x
