Day Twenty Seven: Like A Boss

Segue: On the off chance this isn't already the worst blog ever, I have concerns my ability to write anything meaningful is compromised by the workshop I'm currently in. I'm not really doing anything else, it's twelve hours out of my day and during that time I'm being run around and mentally exhausted every which way. Typing something meaningful when I get home is challenging at the moment.

Rah! I am a Brontosaurus! Raahh.... 

Aikido/Fitness: Wow, we did some Body Being stuff tonight that was Amazing. It's like ultimate mental training, training your mind in true perception and understanding Truth in an objective world, and being Honest. Honesty at it's core - dealing with things that are what they are, not misconceptions, lies, deceptions etc. This is all in a martial context and the way it's communicated through your body and your senses. I'm loving it.

Pretty

Derby: So, after twelve hours in the dojo, what else could I possibly want to do, other than go skating? You know, and roar into it like a bull in a china shop until I can't skate no more? Everything hurts like it's made out of gammy plasticine that's cracking around the edges but I feel like a Champion. For no particular reason. Oh wait, it's because everything is falling into place like it was meant to be.

Diet: Weetbix and banana for breakfast. A muesli bar? Biscuits? Mammoth sandwich, sushi, dark chocolate, and half a packet of panadol. Nothing will stop me. I would have consumed all the panadol if I'd had to. Oh, and some chocolate milk.

Sleep: Slept terribly. Didn't get enough sleep. Almost passed out during our Body Being session that involved a lot of visualisations. But now, I'm amped and exhausted at the same time, it's 11.50pm and I desperately need a shower before I go to sleep. Plus I need to haul my arse out of bed earlier because rush hour traffic is not my friend trying to get to Sandringham in the morning.



I've been needing to take panadol all day to stay on top of things and not just crash out. All I wanted at 10am was to just crawl into a corner and pass on the rest of the day, instead I ate all the painkillers and just muscled through it because there is no motivation. I don't need to be inclined to do something. I just need to do it. Today has been a fantastic example of mindless determination. I just did all the things. All of them. Like a Boss.