SO hiya readers!
I bet you thought I'd never come back, eh? Well, I am back now. Am exercising and eating healthily and mentally I am in a place which I would pretty much call my happy place. Something comes along every now and then to shake the crazy tree, but I have a pretty firm grip on the branch I am on right now and if it all gets a bit too much, I just climb up or down, out of the way.
I have officially finished therapy and am now in what is called "maintenance". It was one of those weird feelings of part relief, part sadness when my private braincare specialist finally said one day "I don't think there is anything more we can achieve in our sessions. You are as well as I think I am going to see you". It was strange to hear the words I had been longing for - I was and wasn't ready for them. On an intellectual level I knew I was really doing well but on an emotional level it was kind of like breaking up with your boyfriend. Don't get me wrong, he was not my boyfriend, but he had become a constant in my life and suddenly it wasn't going to be there. He actually "weaned" me off being reliant on a shrink, which was weird. I was worried I had become addicted to therapy, but he was confident I could make it. He does this with all of his long term patients so he knows that they are going to be more or less ok on their own. I haven't seen him for 4 months now and have been going really well. Very anxious for the first 3 weeks but now am scooting along very happily on my own.
The good news is that my foot problem also got a firm diagnosis. I had fractured my TMT joint in my left foot and although the bones healed well, the cartilage in the joint was completely rooted. The pain I get now is the result of bone grinding on bone, which tends to tickle a bit. This means no more running or high impact for me, probably EVER. There are plenty of other exercises I can do, so I am concentrating on them. Let's just say kettle bells and push ups have become my friends. Ever since my podiatrist got me into MBT shoes, I am now also able to walk up to around 10km at a time, so the cardio is also going well.
I bet you are wondering about the title of my post. Well, those of you who have read my blog before are well aware of my love/hate relationship with Mt Ainslie. Well now that my foot is better i have started walking up there again and on Monday I got some extra motivation to do it extra fast. A farking great brown snake came out across the path at me and I took off so fast I bet it looked like one of those loony tunes cartoons where the shadow stays in place as the person runs off. I reckon I did a time over 400m that would have made Usain Bolt proud and my feet hit the ground maybe 8 times in that 400m. I also made some high pitched, not-very-brave sounds that got the attention of a few of the other walkers on the mountain. I think I meant to say "gosh, everyone take care, there is a brown snake on the path" It came out sounding like "farking phoooo phaaa snicky snack snack". I'm sure they got the general idea.
Who says motivation can't find you??
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