All this year I have been declaring it The Year Of Me. I set goals designed to add value and positive habits to my life. Why? Because 2018 would feature a milestone birthday for me. Let’s face it, I’ve been making a bit of a thing of celebrating this one of late, with celebrations spanning July- September, but this week was my actual, official birthday. Did I celebrate? You bet!
I also found time to train:
Monday – Hatha yoga
Tuesday – bike intervals + sports massage
Wednesday – run
Thursday – Ashtanga yoga
Friday – rest
Sunday – run
I’ve said it before but I love my Monday Hatha class. Mondays as so busy for me at work and this is just the perfect way to relax and unwind. It’s a bit of time for myself, but also a way to continue to build strength and flexibility. Perfect.
On Tuesday I decided it was time to up my game on the bike, so rather than just head to the gym and pedal for 30-45 minutes, it’s time to make more of a workout from my time. So, back to a set of intervals again. I haven’t done these in ages to I’m trying to gauge where I am and pitch it to something challenging but achievable to try and build my fitness for my autumn half marathons (which seem to be fast approaching!). This week I did a warm up then 30 second efforts with 30 seconds recovery in between. After that, I headed off to my regular sports massage.
Wednesday was The Big Day. The day I officially celebrated my Big Birthday. I felt totally spoiled all day – cards and presents at home (my main present, of course, being the Disneyland Paris adventure next month), cards and presents on my desk at work (I even got a card from the janitors!), cake with my colleagues at lunchtime and more cake with Steve in the evening (this time accompanied by some celebratory fizz!). I could get used to this!
And of course I went for a run. I fancied running my age, but since I was running after work it was a bit much to consider running my age in miles/km (waaaaaay too big a number for that!) so I settled for running my age in minutes. This involved making a couple of adjustments to a favourite route, but I only had to run past my house once as I made sure to get in the last minute or so!
After all that, Thursday almost seemed a bit of a disappointment in comparison, but I had my Ashtanga class to look forward to in the evening. I don’t know what it was, but something felt really good about the class this week – I felt like I was flowing really well with my breath and when it came to headstand I could feel that my teacher was supporting me less so I must be progressing here. I felt so good afterwards.
Friday was a pretty busy day. I had a couple of errands after work so no time to fit anything else in, then we were off to a friend’s birthday gathering. It was built around tasting a variety of gins and I learned a very valuable lesson – I’m getting far too old for excess alcohol consumption (I don’t really drink all that much ordinarily) and suffered a bit as a result.
Unsurprisingly, my plans to get to parkrun on Saturday morning were overly optimistic as I needed the time to sleep off the excesses of the night before. I actually spent most of the day feeling a bit “jet lagged” with a fuzzy head and that slightly giddy feeling of being sleepy and not having enough food inside you. Still, I roused myself to accompany Steve and his family to Dunblane to watch his nephew sing in a lunchtime concert (he has just graduated from the Royal Conservatoire and is off to London for a post-graduate course in a few weeks). It was really good. It never ceases to amaze me how far he has come (even though in my head he is about 14 rather than a young man in his early 20s haha!)
After the concert we dropped Steve’s nephew off in Edinburgh for a concert rehearsal, then we all headed to South Queensferry for a late lunch. I realised that I have never actually been there before and it was such a beautiful place. We ate at a lovely place right by the rail bridge and it was such nice weather we were able to sit outside. Then we took a walk along past all the quaint shops towards Port Edgar where there are loads of boats moored (I just kept thinking of the episode of Friends where Joey gets a boat and Rachel tries to teach him to sail!) and there are brilliant views of the old road bridge and new Queensferry crossing. I think we will definitely be back another time.
Sadly, the weather on Sunday was not quite so nice and I headed out for my run in the rain. That’s 3 Sundays in a row! I figured my preparations in the days before were less that ideal, so stuck to 10k with the intention of building mileage from next Sunday. Still plenty of time to be ready for Disneyland Paris, especially since I am intending to stop en route for character photo ops!
The rest of the day was all about catching up on bits and pieces, running some errands and trying to find time to relax. Weekends during term time just slip away so quickly!
How did you celebrate your last birthday?
Would gin be your drink of choice? Tell me your favourite.