what is the universe trying to tell me?

I realised yesterday that in terms of calorie load, those daily servings of avocados and mangoes more than replace the nightly desserts I gave up several months ago!

I was utterly perplexed as to why my clothes were becoming increasingly more difficult to get into in the last month – I think this would go some way to explaining why.

Also not helpful – my current lifestyle is quite sedentary. This really cannot be good for me at all.

Action will be taken, per those intentions.

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Yesterday morning I also stopped waiting for perfection and got out for my first run in a-very-long-time. It was a pretty short ~2km, but felt really glorious. Later that afternoon I had a pretty ghastly stabbing pain at the base of my right shoulder blade. The InformationSuperhighway tells me it is likely from poor running posture. I am not at all surprised by this. I am somewhat surprised at the level of pain poor running posture can smash you with – I had to seek recourse in ibuprofen.

I followed up the radical departure from my usual routine by catching the bus to Broadway (Shopping Centre) to buy a pair of 2XU calf sleeves (as recommended by RelentlesslyCheerfulPhysio), a couple of elastic-waisted garments (yikes) and some kooky pens for my team. Of course I masked and sanitised and all those sensible things – and left before it got too crazy-busy.

I’m rather pleased I did something other than staying at home catching up on housework while Don was at golf, which tends to be how I fill my Saturday mornings. I usually have it in my head that unless the car is at my disposal it’s almost impossible to get out and about – this is utter nonsense as I have a major bus route and train line 10 minutes walk from my front door.

Next up – signing up for some sort of crafty class, to ease me back into the world.