I bought a Kindle a couple of years ago because carrying books around was becoming more and more difficult, which meant I was reading less. I love a long train journey with a good book, but when given the choice of reading the latest Hilary Mantel (it's on my wish list - hint hint) or being in slightly less pain, I will always choose less pain. Hence the Kindle purchase, the answer to all my woes.
As anyone with Fibromyalgia or a similar condition will know, exercise is tough. We all know small amounts need to be done to prevent our muscles shriveling up into prunes, but when you're in pain the very last thing you want to do is move unnecessarily. However, let's assume for a minute that you drag your sorry arse out of bed for an hour ready to conquer the fitness challenge, the far bigger problem in my book is the type of exercise I can do. Pilates and swimming are the best options for Fibro sufferers, but when I'm busy in my head and feeling anxious I want nothing more than hardcore cardio. I want to dance, I want to kickbox, I want to do aerobics to cheesy pop music and grapevine my way across the floor. But how? See how much fun they're having! Especially that woman on the right.
I hate baths, really I do. Why would you want to lie and sweat in your own filth? That said, this looks pretty calming so I'm going to try it.
I might print this off and stick it on my fridge. And by my desk. And on my walls. And on the ceiling above my bed. You get the idea.
Once I get on the mat and start stretching, my body starts bubbling with happy vibes; I don't know why I then let six weeks pass by before I go again. That's not true, I do know. I'm lazy. And laziness combined with flare ups makes my bed look awfully appealing. So yes, I'm going to shut up and do Pilates. Or at the very least I'll just do Pilates.
Apparently short stories are making a come back. The Color Master by Aimee Bender is supposed to be good, and I figure short stories are a good way to get me back into the habit of reading on a daily basis. Plus there are only 240 pages in the book, so its a good way of seeing how feasible it is to have a book in my bag every day. See, I'm a woman with a plan.
I know, I know I keep saying this. (It's a good job I didn't set out to write a blog that inspired the masses isn't it?) It's easy to eat less crap, so I'm going to do just that. This is something so easy even I can make it, so I really have no excuses.