Today’s post is just a couple of bits and pieces of ramblings and musing that have been wandering around in my head during the last week or so…
My body clock seems to have gone a little bit haywire – this morning I woke up at 2am wide awake.
This happened one day last week too (I’ve been meaning to check back and see if it’s the SAME day of the week as before, but I keep getting sidetracked with other things) and so by 3am I was already up and writing for the day.
I muse a lot when I write and over the last week I’ve come to a conclusion – it’s not new and it’s not earth shattering, but it bears reinforcing.
Last Tuesday my day was somewhat ‘interrupted’ on several occasions as a result of a number of people I know being rather upset.
There must have been something ‘going on’ in the Universe because none of these people know each other and they all ended up on my ‘doorstep’ within four hours of each other!
It doesn’t matter how busy I am, if someone needs me to listen, or my shoulder to cry on, then I’ll stop whatever I’m doing for them.
So I picked up lots of pieces and put them back together, in roughly the right order, stemmed floods of tears and listened long enough for everyone to feel happy to go on their way again.
I can’t go in to the detail but in each case the upset was a direct result of other people’s actions and/or comments.
Before – not upset; after – very upset.
The same conclusion keeps knocking at the window…
Negativity, mean, or careless, comments and aggression are like fire – the damage they cause spreads fast and can be devestating.
If you let the negativity undermine your self-belief then you are fanning the flames and they will spread even quicker.
Starve it of oxygen – ie your time, your attention, your thoughts and your reaction to it – and it will die out almost as fast as it ignited.
Fire cannot breathe without oxygen; don’t fan the flames and let them burn away your dreams, goals and ambitions! Starve it of attention and it will go away.
We had a conversation based on this during Skype Sunday.
Time is marching on ever-quicker and that can be quite ‘scary’ when you’re not seeing results as fast as you’d like and all you can hear is the clock ticking louder and louder.
The thing is, the more you worry about something the more furiously the flames of anger/resentment/self-doubt/panic/upset/fear* start to burn and you become so focused on THEM that you take your eyes off your original goal – in this instance six packs for girls!
*choose whichever is applicable
Focus on the negative things people say and you won’t be able to hear the good things you should be listening to instead.
Think you can’t do something and you won’t be able to. If something seems impossible…so what? If it’s something you want, MAKE it possible. Tell me what the Wright brothers would make of today’s modern air travel?
What do you think they’d say if I could go back to just before thier maiden flight and tell them that in a relatively short space of time, I’d be able to get on aeroplane in the United Kingdom and be right across on the other side of the world on the southern-most tip of Africa less than 12 hours later?
What about Alexander Graham Bell? What would he make of the mobile phone technology we have today?
It wasn’t that long ago we first put a man on the moon – tell that to someone who lived 100, even 50, years previously and they’d think you were mad.
Dream IMPOSSIBLE dreams, keep them close to you to remind you of your path and why you’re treading it. Starve negative flames of oxygen, stay on your path and those dreams will eventually become your reality.
The big kids are on half term holidays from school this week and it’s very odd having them here during the day again.
Jack trained today instead of yesterday; he discovered that I don’t just sit around all day drinking coffee and painting my nails, so when he appeared from his bedroom to train at 8am, the time for him was gone as I was knee-deep in work.
6am this morning and he was up bright and early and ready to go.
He’s doing very well, is much more easy with the exercises now than he was when he started and is working hard as the weight gets heavier.
He has two very short term goals in his sights at the moment,
1) be able to beat me at an arm wrestle (I hate to say that it’s probably not too far off *sigh* )
2) be able to bench press more than me (this might be a little further off )
The barbell currently has two 10kgs plates on it from when I trained yesterday and it’s obviously been ‘calling’ to him since then. I couldn’t stand it any more and asked, “Jack…do you want to try it?”
He stood there beaming at me like a Cheshire cat and nodded his head.
He got himself into position on the bench ready to take the weight. I had it,
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“Yep,” he said.
“It’s yours,” I said, and released the weight.
Down….U – - – P!! I took the weight back…
Bent over rows with 18kgs…? They were heavy too, funnily enough.
We were in the car coming back from having his haircut (which looks FABULOUS btw!) and out of the blue he asked:
“Mum…our biceps are the same size, so why is it that you can lift more than I can?”
Well now, isn’t THAT an interesting question!
I had my own theories – that went along the lines of, I’ve been doing this for 18 months and you’ve been doing it for a few weeks – but I didn’t want to give him misinformation, so I said we’d ask the Coach when we got home.
So what was the answer? Do you know?
Have a stab at it here if you’re brave enough to let us all have a look at what you think the answer is, or send it to me privately, using the contact form, if you’re feeling a little shy
I’ll let you know the Coach’s answer tomorrow!