It is Sunday but it feels like Monday. And Tuesday. And Wednesday. And Groundhog Day.
Lockdown is still in full swing with some minor restrictions having been lifted such as being able to exercise as much as you like outdoors and the ability to travel to Durham if you think there’s a chance you might get sick.
Collective social media rage and sarcasm feels like all I have right now. Let me have it.
Anyway, what can I write of note for you this week?
Perhaps that I completed week four of the Couch to 5k programme? Or even that I stuck a bonus run in there for good measure?
Perhaps I could tell you that I had a busy week working (albeit from home) and that I finally landed a promotion that I have worked hard for?
Or perhaps I could tell you about the time that I got stuck into a new module of my Marketing Diploma?
But really what I want to tell you is that I’ve had an appallingly awful week. My mood has been so bad these past few weeks and every day has felt like a massive struggle.
Apparently it is mental health awareness week this week, so perhaps this is apt timing for me to write a little reminder that poor mental health can happen to anyone. You don’t have to have a rubbish life (although you might do), there doesn’t have to be something wrong at home and you don’t have to have a reason for feeling the way you feel. Sometimes it just is what it is and you have to go back to basics to wade through the fog until it lifts.
Sleep. Exercise. Eat well. Drink water. Survive. Talk to someone if you want to / can.
I’ve written many posts about my mental health so I will link a few here that may or may not be of use.
For now, the fog is lifting and Monday awaits so I will catch you next week.
Fingers crossed for a good one.