Back Up and Running

Okay so sort of running!

Taking the chiropractors advice seriously and listening to the concern of my loving wife I am endeavouring to slouch less, exercise more, might even try hoovering tomorrow!

In all seriousness, I had one of those desk assessment things done by the health and safety person. A lovely lady, who when she saw my desk said "please tell me you've never had one of these before"! So now I know how to use my chair (stop sniggering, this is very important stuff) and have proper lumbar support. No comments about carrying extra timber please!

I have also implemented a walk more policy, so every morning this week I've walked from Paddington to Marylebone.

And I ate half a banana today. Not that this is important.

Running is still the next plan, but with everything else that has happened I don't want to push myself and the back too fast too soon. Got another appointment on Saturday before band practice.

Can't wait to play the new song, I have a feeling it is going to be epic! My bandmates/brothers are such wonderfully gifted musicians who are so much fun to play with. Will let ya know how it goes!

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.

Silence Falls but the Ninja is Strong

I just felt like having a ridiculous heading post. Although speaking of ninjas, my wife has the immune system of a ninja.

So the sore throat that I mentioned last week... it properly got worse. Friday morning my voice had disappeared and my throat felt like sandpaper. It was not good. I thought I'd be sensible. Rest up and be back up and running in no time! Oh no no no. I managed to make it to the wedding on Saturday, which in hindsight might not have been the most sensible idea I've ever come up with. I was left absolutely shattered. My beautiful wife wife ended up going to the reception without me as I curled up on the sofa and coughed up lumps of flem! Tasty, not! By Sunday evening the sandpaper throat had just about disappeared, the aching limbs subsided, the power of prayer and cake no doubt. Leaving behind just a common cold.

So now I am just sniffing, sneezing and occasionally grumpy, no wait that was a dwarf, I'm occasionally coughing. We are on the mend. Thank the good Lord. My wife, unaffected. like I said, ninja!

So during this time of resting I have mainly been watching House, season 6 which I got for Christmas. And there was this great line which in context was facetious but to me was an encouragement and challenge. "Behind all the God stuff... more God stuff". It got me thinking, I want to be like that. I want more of "Christ in me, the hope of glory" which reveals more God stuff and reveals more of who I actually am. Brain not quite working enough to go flesh that out any more.

Needless to say my wife has been amazing these last few days, putting up with a weak, coughing, sneezing, sniffly, boring husband. I love you wifey.