Aftermath…
thought.
when they think they don’t. It takes some will power to get out of bed in the
morning and it takes some small effort to breath too I suppose, but when you
give yourself an excuse to throw what will power you think you have in the trash
then there are consequences.
On the
ladder of self control I came down a few rungs on holiday earlier last year. The
mixture of eating out and cheap Spanish wine became a cocktail of indulgence
that i never really recovered from but knew there would be a time when I would
have to once again face the music. I needed a natural break and Christmas was
it. Having set a target loosely wrapped in the good intentions of a New Years
resolution I set about a Christmas blow out of gargantuan proportions. Eat,
drink and be merry they say… I took it all to the extreme. I had no will
power, I’d sold out to a resolution, and it wasn’t New Year
yet.
So New Year came and went and true
to my work the excess stopped. All well and good initially until I tried to get
back to work.. no chance! My brains fried! Try as I might I can’t keep focused
on a task more that 10 minutes, an absolute zombie. I looked in the mirror today
to find a beard i didn’t know I had! I’ve lost life’s little
rhythm.
So having found my detox for
the body I now need to find my detox for the brain.
