Zen

I'm in a pretty Zen, (smug,) place right now.  Lots and lots going on, changes at work, illness, hospital visits, waiting, more waiting, but I'm OK.  Maybe Zen is too strong, maybe I should say that all of my plates are successfully spinning at the moment, I have no doubt that some will eventually slip and smash into a million tiny pieces, but for now, I'm OK.

Well, you're here in the UK and so far, we haven't managed to meet up, between work, family and hospital visits, but I'm hoping to rectify this very soon.  By the way, in case I forget to tell you, speaking to your youngest this week on the phone... just like talking to you, except with a Kiwi accent.

I'm still obsessed with my Fitbit and my activity has definitely been cranked up because of it.  I'm now walking between 5 and 6 miles per day.  I'm sleeping better, apart from last night when I woke at 3am but I put it to good use and so far today, well, it's 2pm and I've walked 7.5 miles so far.

I've found a Jillian Michaels kettlebell workout on YouTube of which I do half of every night with a 5kg kettlebell, it's a toughie, hence the half, Jillian kicks my behind.

I had my end of year chat this week, boss took me for a flat white and we probably chatted equally about him as about me, but he's in a pretty Zen place right now too, finally realising that there is more to life than work, and so I'm happy to ride on his coat tails, I'm not sure how long this will last, so I'll make the most of it.

I was asked recently to promise a loved one that I would 'enjoy life'.  I did of course, duly promise that I would, but as the words left my mouth, I began to wonder... what does that mean?