Photo of the day

Yesterday a friends came up with the idea that we were going to meet in the afternoon for a long walk by the sea. At first I was a bit apprehensive after having had a very long week at work, and all I really wanted was to take a nap on the sofa in the sun. But after having been promised dinner after the walk I was definitely on.

For almost 3 hours we walked along the sea and climbed the rocks. The weather was just perfect. Sunny, clear and with a hint of autumn in the air. And along with the blowing wind both our busy minds got cleared and we just felt very refreshed instead.

I love the sea, but unfortunately don't take the time to enjoy it often enough. And I live in a harbour town...Hm...

As usual I snapped tons of photos. This is my favourite and it shows everything that was perfect with that walk.

What a difference a book...

Again I've been reminded that reading is relaxation. One month into my new job I'm still pretty much winded up and think about a lot of things that need to be done and/or planned. When Friday rolls around I'm beat and almost asleep after one glass of wine. I've noticed though that it takes me to Saturday afternoon before I'm really relaxed. It bathers me a bit, even though I'm pretty sure it will change as time goes by. Everything is still very new to me...

Anyhow, reading... With absolutely nothing on TV last night I decided to read. To curl up in bed with a big cup of tea and a Swedish crime story/thriller. Two hours just disappeared in no time and by then I also realised that I was totally relaxed. My thoughts were on Stockholm and the people in the book, not work. I read some more before turning out the lights and probably for the first time in a week I didn't think or dream about work when sleeping. I woke up this morning feeling both happy and relaxed. The last chapters I finished off this morning with my second cup of coffee. An excellent start to the day.

So again I need to remember to read or really take time to read, because reading is relaxation.

Busy

I hate to admit it, but lately this blog has taken the hit for me being busy and focusing on other things such a my new job and going to the gym on a regular basis. Those things should fit into any normal lifestyle I know, but during the day I talk to and see so many new people that I'm just beat when I get home.

Also I don't think I have anything to write about. My life isn't very exciting at the moment. No amazing wine tastings, visits to fabulous restaurants or fun trips. Just everyday things that everyone experience themselves. Off to London in three weeks which will probably give me something to write about. Hopefully my energy level will also be back to where is used to be, i.e. full speed ahead in all areas.

PT session

Changing gym a while back meant that I got a PT session for free. Real good since it had been quite some time since I had someone telling me what to do with the different machines.

So last Sunday it was time for my session. A short, but extremely toned woman greeted me with the words –Let's see what we can do with you. When she told me I was her licensing test I probably got more nervous than she was. An older man with a clipboard was going to follow us everywhere and take notes.

She being short and me being well, tall, meant that I felt like a giant throughout the session. Or an Amazon which I prefer to call myself in situations like that. And I usually don't think I'm tall at 1,75m (5'8ft)... When it was time for free weights and you stand in front of a mirror I just took one look of myself and felt –Oh my God. Not only was I a head taller than the trainer, but my clothes. Too big, too old and too worn out. I bought new shoes and bras earlier this spring, but no tops or pants. Doing a quick count in my head I realized that the clothes I was wearing was about 6 or 7 years old. Ooops!

Anyhow she showed me both old and new things to do, especially how to use an exercise ball. The full program takes about 30-40 minutes, which I will try to do at least once a week and then go running at least once a week. Twice a week might not sound as much, but it's a start. I know myself that if I overdo it I will stop doing it all together.

And yes, on Monday lunch I went and got both new pants and two new tops. Felt amazing at the gym, and I'm surprised I haven't thought about new clothes earlier. But that's me and clothes shopping. Not always a very good match...