Writer’s & Gym Block.

I’ve literally tried to write multiple posts over the last couple of weeks.  I always get so excited about them but then I get distracted and never go back to them.  Even when I have a moment to go back and write them, the information I wanted to write about no longer seems relevant because it’s days or maybe weeks old.

I wanted to blog about all the awesome workouts I’ve been doing, until I injured myself at last Thursday’s session.  At the time, I had no idea I would be in the pain I was on the following day.  I was actually feeling pretty AWESOME Thursday evening.

My PT workout wasn’t complicated but it certainly made me hella tired.

1000m row – 10 pushups
900m row – 9 pushes
…. and so on until ….
100m row – 1 pushup

then did 12 reps x 3 sets of
lat pull downs
ezy bar bicep curls

That was it. Doesn’t seem like much until I saw 5.5km row and 55 pushes.  That makes it sound worse.


Anyway, I woke up on Friday and I was in a whole lot of trouble.  I could hardly walk… at all.  I still needed to get to work which included getting ready and driving my car.  In hind sight, I should have used my crutches.  That would have assisted the walking, but not the sitting down and getting back up.

After working at a standing bench for most of the morning, I took some anti-inflams which helped A LOT.  I also rang my myotherapist, in which I have an appointment to see tomorrow.  The pain is on the same side as my dodgy hip flexor (caused my my ACL reco we think).  It was also in parts of my groin/adductor muscles.  All I can think of is the pain I am going to be in tomorrow with the myo digging in around there, seeing what is going on.  NO FUN! BIG HURTIES! I tell you that.

I didn’t train all weekend and I didn’t train tonight.  Ever since my course finished, I hate missing Monday training.  I always think the week is better if I can get to the gym on a Monday.  Let’s hope everything is okay tomorrow and I can get to the gym in the afternoon.  There might even be a change that I can make it to footy training tomorrow.  That would be a stress release.

My sessions at the new gym are going great.  I am getting more confident there and my eating has been so much better.  In the last 4-6 weeks, I’ve lost 3kg and 10.5cm.  I don’t have mountains to move but I am feeling better in myself.  My work pants were even a little baggy in the legs today which made me do a little inside happy dance.  The last time I put them on they still fitted but I was uncomfortable in them.

It would seem my writer’s block on this post has faded and that maybe I can keep writing.  However, I need to sleep and you good people need to as well.  Unless you are on the other side of the world, then you just go on with your day . 🙂

La Love,
C. x




Just Dance & Skip.

Happy dances when you receive an email back from someone you didn’t expect to reply. More awkward when you skip around the reception of your office and there are a foyer full of people watching. #winningtoday

Let’s get another update later today, shall we?  Okay you twisted my arm.  Secret plan updates to come.

La Love,
C. x

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A Bout of Happiness


It’s morning, everyone! Today’s the day! The sun is shining, the tank is clean, and we are gonna get out of… this hole we have been dwelling in. Shall we?

It’s been a while since I updated you guys on the things in my life that were making me down and unhappy. I’ve been so consumed in photo challenges, Black Milk noming and football that I’ve probably neglected thinking about the subject really. I guess the basic question I need to ask myself right at this very moment is, “Am I happy?”

Simple answer is yes. Does anyone remember the reasons on why I was feeling down? It has been so long since I discussed them with you, that it is difficult for me to even remember them. Let’s rewind shall we? *stalks back through old posts*

Ah yes, the big one… A pulverised heart. I wrote several posts talking about *x* and I and how our relationship was about as rigid as jelly. It definitely went from one extremity to another. An update? Well, we still talk every few days but their job is demanding and my schedule now is hectic so catching up can be difficult. I still like to check in and make sure they are safe and everything is well and they do the same for me. Not really any different to last time EXCEPT my feelings have diminished a lot. Do I still have feelings? Yes; but they aren’t in the same league. I still care but that is about as far as it goes. It’s like we are almost back to where we began. I tell them about my fitness (when they ask) and they encourage me to keep pushing myself. We haven’t forgotten what happened between us but we have put it in the past and moved forward like adults and tried to better things. I think it has worked.

Picture from Live Life Happy
Picture from Live Life Happy

Another small happiness has snuck up into my life. It came out of nowhere, as most surprises do. I don’t want to get too excited. I just want to ride this new shiny train and see where it takes me. #cuteboy, that’s all I’m saying.


I posted a few days ago about a new adventure. I joined a new football team. This has not only improved my mood ten fold but I have pretty much found my love for the game again! *happy dance* I have football tonight actually, as it is Wednesday. It is a practice match against an old rival we played against while I was at the Rangers, Brunswick Zebras. It might be my time to show the head coach that I am indeed good enough for his senior squad. I shall try to remember to relax and that basics are best.


I don’t believe you could fully CONQUER life itself, but with each time you conquer something small within it, you can come damn close.

Stay happy and keep smiling,
C. x

P.s. An mini update on the job front. Not much has changed and but it’s been pretty constant the last few months or so. I’m learning to let go of things here that are not in my control and I am trying to ignore those little things that seem to frustrate me enormously. (which sometimes proves more difficult, but I’m getting there. :))