Have you ever considered the mental health of your monkeys alongside their physical health? My goals this year include running for my monkeys, with my monkeys and sometimes away from my monkeys. The reasons for this is mental health. I want to run for them by setting a good example for them. I want to … [Read more…]
Good news! The foot is getting better! (Said in an almost inaudible whisper in case said recovery is jinxed again). The physio reported real improvement yesterday following two weeks of forced rest and limited walking. The result of which has been a mental downward spiral. Feeling trapped and limited, made much worse by the school … [Read more…]
Social media isn’t my friend at the minute. I cringe every time Saturday comes around these days. Why? Parkrun, that’s why. I love Parkrun, it’s amazing. I support it 100%. But right now, whilst injured, I can’t bear the thought of it. All those happy people running 5k and setting themselves up for a happy … [Read more…]
Before my injury I had a plan for 2017. It was a good plan that was going to change the direction of my blog. My first year of blogging was about me. About refinding me in amongst the chaos of three little monkeys. In the last year I found me and more. I learned about … [Read more…]
I had a plan, like I have many plans. The goals were set, the tactics and sections all decided upon. The blog posts were about to be written and motivation was high (despite it being January). Then the plan went wrong. The wheels fell off in the first bend. Well maybe two wheels at first. … [Read more…]
Before setting off for work today Mr LMR burnt a hole in our living room rug. The joys of having an open fire. I spent 20 minutes discussing how Middle Monkey could not get dressed because the only part of the room he wanted to dress in was too cold. I was also engaged in … [Read more…]
I know I only posted the other day but I have been trying since the new year to hibernate healthily. How am I getting on? Well, if I lived alone and could go out when I wanted and no one else ate my food, then things would be better. Still it could be worse. It … [Read more…]
Here we are again. January. My least favourite month. Despite a lack of official diagnosis, I am fairly confident that I suffer with Seasonal Affective Disorder. I wrote about this in January 2016. I can find myself overwhelmed at this time of year. Lethargic and feeling worthless. This is definitely time for some well planned … [Read more…]
On Saturday I was judged as a bad parent by a complete stranger. This was not a private word uttered in confidence, this was a very public announcement both inside and outside my home. In front of my neighbours and people I consider friends. It also involved a call by the Police. It could go … [Read more…]
