Middle aged woman on a bike
I knew I needed to make sure that I didn’t scrimp on my sleep on this trip, but despite being on the road for over 16 hours, and riding almost 200 miles the day before, I was wide awake when I arrived at my hotel room. I scattered my belongings around the room, thought about my day,
Whenever you want to attempt something pretty epic, it's generally a good idea to have some kind of plan. And like a good Cub Scout it helps to always be prepared.
2020 is an odd one.
"Happy New Decade - this one's going to count!"
I for one certainly had big plans. I had plans for starting up a business that would see me happily working through to retirement, I was writing a book, and I had big biking dreams. Yep - 2020 was the year that it was all going to start happening.
Hurrah, another weekend at home adapting to our new normal. On Saturday this meant that the Hubster whizzed around the house cleaning windows, dusting, clearing weeds from the garden, doing washing etc. Since it's not something he does much of normally, I kept out of his way. After three weeks of reduced exercise, and jumping on the scales to realise that I have gained 1/2 stone, I knew that I needed to pull my finger out and start recreating my daily exercise habit. One problem though is that I am now sharing the turbo trainer with the Hubster.
Today my good habits didn't start well, and I went to work in my PJ's.
I promised myself that I wouldn't do this. I promised myself I would get dressed and maintain some semblance of normality. Day 1 of the second week and I already seem to have lost my sense of pride in my appearance, and the ability to get dressed in the morning. Tuesday I have promised myself I will do better.
I wonder how many other people have also let their good intentions slide after just a week.
With home now being where we work, rest and play we've found it important to create a break between the working week and the weekend so that all the days don't just merge into each other and create some kind of alternate Groundhog Day. So on Friday, work was shut down, the doors to the 'offices' were closed and we settled into our weekend routine. On Saturday I would normally go for a long bike ride and at this point in my training, most likely would have been riding for most of the weekend, and through the night. But, this is not a normal Saturday.......