Duxford Girl

Another year to muddle through. I haven't had a great past two months as my total neglect of this blog is evidence of. At the end of October I started to slip into a depressed mood that I hadn't felt since well before the birth of Junior and I've continued to spiral downward since then. I think that I'm starting to come out of it but I feel so tired, as though I've actually been physically ill these past two months. I had hopes of my vacation at the beginning of December snapping me out of it but instead I just ended up more miserable. A nasty bout of insomnia made my days off anything but restful and the resultant exhaustion meant I skied with no hustle or enthusiasm at all. Once back at work, I slammed out some OT while the getting was good but I feel as though Xmas never really happened.

It hasn't been all bad, of course. The Wee One has enjoyed Xmas to the fullest between toys and food and visitors to charm. He did fall asleep half-way through our annual trip to Zoo Lights but it's to be expected when someone is being stubborn about napping. Our party on Boxing Day was small but fun and we all managed to stay up chatting until 2 am. In spite of bringing in the New Year at work, we did our best by bringing in food, dollar store hats and counting down 2010 using the railway time signal on one of our radios. I don't remember anyone making any resolutions while we were celebrating at work and I suspect that that had to do with the strict observance of Rule G. People are less likely to made promises they know they can't keep when they're sober. I haven't made any New Year's resolutions for years. I am fully aware that I am deeply flawed and realize that I'm not going to make it through an entire year of sticking to something I didn't think through when I pledged it. I simply resolve to putting my efforts into projects that I have control over.

With that in mind, it is time to get back on track with weight loss and fitness goals now that the holidays are over. I ran my first half marathon on November 14th and then took a break that lasted much longer than it should have. Aside from the depression I've been experiencing, the day after the run Calgary was plunged into the deep freeze for a couple of weeks. Nothing kills motivating like cold, dark and sad. However, with a trip to Hawaii on the horizon, I have all the motivation I need to get back into it.