Back Down

At the behest of my wife and because of the concern of friends/colleagues I have booked an appointment with the chiropractor for this Saturday.

Hopefully it'll be a cracking time and no cause for concern!

So I've backed down on my stereotypical man response of "it's fine, nothing to worry about". Who said men can't change eh?!

Weight took a bit of a hit at the weekend; I say weekend, more like week, a lot of very tasty food consumed. The combo of Valentine's day, bad weather, bad back etc has led to a distinct lack of exercise as well. Something that will be rectified, assuming Jeremy my chiropractor is happy with me to do such things!

I will get back on track with the whole weightloss thing. I will!

All Things Work Together

Saturday night I woke up at 3am ish finding it difficult to breathe and in a considerable amount of pain.

My amazing wife, who usually sleeps like a log woke up too. And provided some comfort while I was in discomfort. After my body had calmed down a bit and we were back in bed we attempted to get some sleep. A tad difficult to say the least as I realised I couldn't lie on my side, which is how I sleep!

A few prayers, painkillers, massages and hot baths later and it is Monday morning. The back is still not ready for work as up until this point I haven't been able to sit without pain or the ability to take a deep breath! So I am stuck at home... what to do... watch tv... so I pick up the guitar. Found some lyrics I had written a few weeks ago. 2 hours later a new song is completed. 1 hour later I've recorded it and emailed it too my band mates Dave and Will. Good times.

This is the first song I have written since last year when I composed a song for my dear brother's wedding.

I was reminded that all things work together for the good of those who love the Lord. My back is slowly on the mend and am hopeful I might make it to work tomorrow. But if I hadn't been stuck with nothing to do and a lot of time to "kill" I would never have written this song.

Too Harsh On Myself?

Yesterday I had the final part of my yearly review. In it my boss gave me my grading for the year.

I was pleasantly surprised in some respects as to how well it went and how complimentary she was. Once again she picked up on my 'unwillingness' to sell myself. Which got me thinking about how often I do under sell myself.

Now part of that is me not wanting to be a douchebag and so ridiculously self absorbed but at times it means that I undervalue me. And that is not being humble. Humility is knowing ones worth in God's eyes and treating other people with respect, deference and love.

So maybe I shouldn't be so harsh on myself and actually be a lil bit more outspoken about the good things I've done.

Next weigh in is on Monday. Last night we went out for dinner for a dear friend's birthday. I had a sandwich, ate a salad and shared a pudding with my delightful wife. If this isn't progress I don't know what is!

Spelling Errors

More than a little ashamed of the spelling errors in the previous post (as pointed out by my amazing school teacher wife!).

Science teacher... Which pretty much sums out the horrific nature of that spelling error!

3 Down More To Go

Monday was first weigh in and after some amusing misunderstanding on my part I can reveal that I've lost 3 pounds. Which is a pain cos lunch from Tescos is £2.50! What larks.

Ok, so the lil piece of paper from Boots says I now way 13 stone 11 lbs. Which when I thought meant I'd only lost a pound in three weeks was depressing. When my darling waif of a wife pointed out that meant I'd lost 3 I felt much better. Mainly cos I'd been ill and thus done no exercise.

So 3 down more to go as the exercise kicks in this week. Footie on Tuesday was freezing, but 90 mins of gentle labour was a good start! I still ache though... Maybe that jog will happen tomorrow.