When life gives you broken eggs... make an omelette
However, if you plan on making a whole week's omelette's and you've locked your keys in the car, had only 5hrs sleep and bruised up both your shins until they're purple where in the heck do you go from there!?
Well, you discover that you wouldn't make a very good car thief but that a change of plans doesn't mean a change of attitude.
I didn't get to bed until after 2.30am last night. Not because I'm a wild party animal, I was trying to finish testing a web design in Internet Explorer 6. Cripes! My body still woke up just a little later than the usual time and my brain had dreampt up a mean and nasty plan of a not-cardio workout that it thought might be fun. I couldn't go back to sleep so I got up made a lazy breaky, still hungry so an hr later I gave into the "i'm sleep deprived feed me carbs" siren and had a small serve of buckwheat and some rice protien. YAY! no sniffles! No probs I'll pick up my tray of eggs and vegies and head straight to the super-gym, then back to bed for a nap before cook-off. Green bags; check. Phone; check. Shopping list; check..... erm where's my handbag, Kev? No, Kev they're my shoes. Maybe Stephen didn't spot it last night when I asked him to bring my stuff in..... doh! Handbag in the car, Stephen 40km away on a day long motorbike ride.
Just that second the train the markets goes past. So that's out too! Change of plans, grab the cobweb riddled pushie, spare key and petty cash. Intentionally don't brush off cobwebs as I've got no way to lock up my bike when I get there so it better look like a wreck. Round the markets in record time. $8 for 30 free range eggs, why would I buy anything else! On the train with my bike and goodies and back home only 1 hour behind schedule. Feeling: relaxed and thankful for the change of pace. Not yet sleepy. Time for round 2.
Watch videos on YouTube on how to break into cars, but I'm no good. Toss up between the tiny gym and the non-airconed gym and choose tiny. 35mins bus ride later (a 12min drive) I'm wondering what my strange idea of fun is. Loaded up a bench with 3x20kg plates and push there and back the length of hte tiny gym. Straight into farmers walks, walking lunges and sprint there and back. Repeat x 5. Urgh maybe some db swings, snatches and abs as a finisher. In and out in 25mins. Another 30 min bus ride back. Get off early at the butchers for meat. Glutes struggle and complain all the walk back but I my mind just can't be brought down. Even when it starts raining I feel peaceful.
Treat myself to a nice bath with my new Lush porridge soap. Yum!
Not everyday is this upbeat for me but lately I've been finding so much more peace in the everyday. It's been great. It brings me such hope and confidence for later in the year when I'm prepping for comps. Once upon a time I would have curled up in a ball and cried and yelled at the dog for the day.

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