Tomorrow is the day of Dads funeral. I am both dreading it and needing it. Since the date was booked it feels like I have been walking in a fog. I am still struggling to maintain concentration which is planting the seeds of doubt about my ability to use this as a turning point. I am already starting to re-evaluate many aspects of my life and trying to identify areas I can change or improve to make me happier and more fulfilled. I am determined to work this through and come up with a plan. But I think I need the closure that hopefully the funeral will bring
My working life is actually pretty good, but I feel like I have drifted to when I am. My day job as a Project Manager and my part time job of teaching Martial Arts have never appeared on a career plan. One pays well and has allowed me to travel the globe and the other gives me a real feel good factor by helping student progress in technique and personal confidence. However, I am not sure this combination is what I want in 10 years time. Thats the bit I need to figure out. My degree course lasts six years so I have a little time to work it out.
The funeral has also made me realise that although I have lost just under 8kg during the Covid pandemic, I clearly put a lot more then that on since the last time I wore a smart shirt…I have been seriously restricting my calorie intake the last few days and giving the dog two good walks a day. I have also starting running again, this is good for both my body and my mind. I’ve done the comfort eating as part of my grieving process, but after tomorrow I really need to focus on weight loss. I can run 3 miles in 35 minutes so I don’t think I am too unfit, but I have carried extra weight since my teens. I am turning 42 next week and loosing weight is only getting harder. I love the wrong types of food and my current exercise routine is not enough to counteract the effects.
Lots to think about so I am going to do the sensible thing and flick on the Xbox and chew the fat with friends.
Total Wellbeing 