By VIRGINIA WINDER
It hit me like a flash flood and disappeared with the same speed.
Yep, got whacked by the flu or some other virus that had all the symptoms of influenza.
Not going to go into them all because I'll sound like an old moaner and anyway, I'm good now. Apart from a slow-drip nose.
Got back into the exercise last week with a Desperate Housewives bike ride. Watched the first half of the final-ever double episode on the wind trainer, sweating and crying (just a bit) at the same time.
Also went to Pilates again and discovered more of my inner core.
Mindfulness at the hospital went well too.
Strangely, I can now spend time without 1000 thoughts racing through my head like some action movie on fast forward. In fact, by focusing on my breath, I can think absolutely nothing. It's like having one of those thought bubbles in my head with nothing in it.
This whole peaceful way of being is an unfamiliar feeling for me. It's weird, but good, not seesawing through my days. I must admit I miss the euphoria but not the dungeons.
Feel like I've been given a fresh page to write on; one I can fill with whatever I want to, rather than a mad scribble of thoughts.
I choose to fill my daily diar ywith exercise, creative writing, art and and a whole lot more. For now, I'll just focus on fitness and creativity.
This week I plan to go to Pilates, go for three long walk-runs (Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday), two bike rides (either inside or out) (Wednesday and Sunday) and two swims (Friday and Sunday).
Tuesday night is Waxing Lyrical on The Most 100.4FM. On my 7-8pm show, I play songs with great words. It's a wonderful time to get lost in music and hang out with the Kiwiana host. His show is straight after mine and, don't tell anyone, but I've got a bit of thing for him. He's just so handsome and hairy, lean and alluring.
Being alone in the darkened studio with him is one of the highlights of my week. Sigh.
Creative nights are planned for most other times - the art room beckons and so does my laptop. I prefer to write on a keyboard because I think through my fingers. Tap, tap, tap, like rain on the roof.
So, I've put it out there - the plan for this week.
If it's too dark or grotty to go running, I'll hit the treadmill at the gym.
Now I have to admit that my food intake hasn't been great. I've had this insatiable craving for boysenberry jam. No, I'm not pregnant!
Who knows why, but it's probably a sugar fix craving. From now on, we'll just leave jam off the shopping list and add frozen berries into the mix. They'll be defrosted, of course, and be tossed into my morning muesli.
There has to be some reason why I need boysenberries, so can't deprive myself totally. They are high in antioxidants, so that's got to be good.
So there it is - exercise, good berries and peace. Oh and that irresistable Kiwiana host.
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