This is the longest I have gone without writing on my blog since I started it in January this year. Well you know I have been kind of busy......living and...... seemingly dying. In fact, over the last three weeks I have been wired up, strung out, revved up, laid low and revived again.
First, my sister and her family visited from London. It was ‘well good’ (oh yes, I now speak like an English teenager!). My young nieces and nephew were teaching me the latest IT concepts as well as the latest slang it seems. Now my Blackberry, Ipod and laptop can do things I would never have thought possible.
Then of course there was the 24 hour Olympic coverage. I have never seen so many perfect bodies doing things I never thought possible either. I have previously posted about how I come from a sports mad family. Well we were all a little sleep deprived for a couple of weeks. How many replays can one person tolerate? A lot it seems, particularly when it came to watching one Usain Bolte. But it was another person who got me all inspired. No need for guesses. Michael Phelps was simply amazing. How could you not be inspired. He won more gold medals than most countries will ever see in their Olympic lifetimes.
While everyone else was out joining gyms, buying the latest gym gear and signing up their toddlers to the Institute of Sport I was more serious about following in Phelps' footsteps. Well sort of, in a round about way. I was sitting on the couch working hard on consuming 12,000 calories a day. I have to say he makes it look way easier than it is. In fact, it may have been easier to put the Olympic size pool in the backyard and perfect my strokes for hours on end.
Then my beautiful daughter visited and while I loved seeing her she arrived with something unexpected. The flu. And, as she has always been the generous sort she also managed to share it with anyone and everyone in her path. It stopped my Olympic training in its tracks. I mean what was the point of strenuous carb loading if I became just another statistic (after all, 36, 000 people die from the flu every year). Oh and I was dying too and I was so happy to share it with anyone that asked me how I was feeling. In her state of guilt, my poor daughter left me with half the products off the pharmacy shelf. In the end it got too exhausting popping pills, measuring cough medicines, taking steam baths, rubbing evil smelling concoctions on every centimetre of exposed flesh I could comfortably reach and sucking on lozenges until my teeth ached. Finally, I just hid under the doona with a box of tissues until the worst passed. Thanks, my dear, you are the gift that keeps on giving.
Then, while still in the throes of the deadly flu a friend dropped by with some of her positive thoughts about how she has managed to find calm and inner peace in her life. Just what you need at times like this.... The trick to feel more calm and peaceful apprently is to finish off all the things you have started. “Sounds great”, I said through sniffs. “ I think I will give that a go...tomorrow, next month, next year....”. So when I finally shut the door, I looked around the house to find things I had started and hadn’t finished. There was a bottle of Merlot, the Chardonnay, Baileys, the Vodka, the packet of Pringles, the lemon lime cheesecake, box of chocolates, Valium......thank goodness I decided that peace of mind could probably be better achieved in other ways......like finishing all the flu medications lying around the house.....and getting well.
Today I feel a whole lot better. After nearly two weeks you would expect so. I even decided to finish something I had started a few weeks ago. I finally booked the trip to Thailand in November. And the Phuket resort we will be staying at has three huge pools (and those beaches). You know what that means don’t you? Oh yes, I have to get back on to my Michael Phelps training schedule – except, I have now faced reality. The Olympic fog and euphoria has now vanished and Lycra is so....so damn unforgiving. I may have to cross off a zero – 12,000 calories may have to become 1,200 calories instead.
I will just meditate on this peaceful scene below and start crossing off the days...somehow, I think I will find some inner peace.......after all. You have got to love friends with positive thoughts though....they are truly worth their weight in gold!