
It has been more than a week since I last went on my morning walk. The really quite nasty cough that I’ve had is fading. I’ve secretly enjoyed not having to get up at 0535 and follow the same route that I have followed for what feels like five or six years.
The deep frustration is that I am bored with the walk. I am not bored with the #Breakfastclub which coincides with the walk. But, I can’t participate in that radio net at home because I have a tendency to talk too loud and it would disturb my wife.
I have to confess that in particular over the last week, i have been lucky to avoid the stress that these two positions were causing me. How silly is that? Why on earth was i getting stressed over getting up to go for a walk and having a chat with friends at the same time?
I think it is absolutely OK for me to not get up and go for a walk if I don’t want to (after all, it’s not as if I need to add miles to the #Walk1000 project, that’s done and delivered). It’s also OK, even, if I don’t take my radio with me. I’d lay their usually waking up anywhere between three and Five AM, and then streesing about getting up for the walk. Most of the time once I’m up and even just getting ready, I’m OK, the stress goes. I don’t know why I let myself get like that, but sadly I did. I am fully aware that I do stress over some of the daftest things. If I don’t want to go, I don’t have to.