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I’m back from a 5 day break in sunny Queensland. And it did largely live up to its reputation. We had sunny days. It was not quite warm enough to swim, but lovely to walk barefoot along the beach and soak up some vitamin D.
I keep learning more about myself. It drives me crazy when the people around me constantly label food ‘good’ or ‘bad’. It’s not just those of us with ED’s who engage in some kind of debting. For one of my friends, the long morning walk entitled her to a guilt free snack in the afternoon. I tried to not buy into the thinking or engage in the conversations and I think I was quite successful at that.
Food was quite good too. My goal for the week was to not skip any meals, even when others did (because of sleeping in etc). I met that challenge on all but one day. I slept in until 10.30am. We had brunch at a little after 11am and I did make sure I ate a decent amount (more than a normal breakfast). So I think I can take that as a win.
I also made sure I didn’t over-exercise. Qld is quite an exercise trigger for me. We stayed right on the beachfront with access to the lovely broadwater, with running paths up and down the beachfront for miles. I’ve regularly run a minimum of 10kms a day when I stay up here, and we tend to do lots of active recreation – walking, swimming etc. So I decided before I went up that there would be no long run and that I would only do a maximum of 3×30 minute runs. And I stuck to it! One day I went out for a 5km run, which takes me less than 30 minutes, and I stopped once I’d hit 5kms. That is almost unheard of, especially when I am allowed to run for 30 minutes! So I’m banking that as a win and getting on with things.
I spent some time doing a jigsaw puzzle and was reminded that I do have a form of relaxation that doesn’t involved physical activity. Since getting home I’ve pulled out my puzzle mat and taken over one of the side tables in the living room to do another puzzle (which can also be rolled away to not get in everyone else’s way – the joys of share houses!).
The break was also good to leave all the thesis work behind. I tried not to think too much, because I am pretty close to applying for a leave of absence next semester. I’m still not sure what to do. My supervisor is away for all of term 3, so I can’t talk it over with him before I make any decisions. I’m not going to just withdraw – I realise that would not be wise, but to stop the clock for 6 months, to get myself in a better place mentally as well as physically might be a really good thing to do. But there is also a niggling voice of doubt that tells me I’m just trying to run away. That instead I need to toughen up and get on with it. Delaying isn’t going to make it any easier.
So I’m back but still a little up in the air. We have a kids school holiday program running at church next week monday – thursday, so I won’t even attempt to look at the masters stuff until Friday. Maybe by then I’ll be in a position to make a wise decision.