About two weeks ago, something happened to me.
I think it had everything to do with spring, and having basically hibernated through my first Melbourne winter.
I NEEDED TO EXERCISE.
It has frightened and confused many. Including myself.
I could also feel a CLEANSE coming on, which does not require juice and frequent toilet stops, but mostly clearing out half our possessions and frequent op-shop delivery stops. Six bags went this morning, and the girls’ day care is now the proud new owners of two boxes of toys and about four million picture books. Which still leaves eight million picture books, but I find that kind of thing hard to let go.
I used to be reasonably fit, I would walk every day, do yoga, go to the gym (I lived at Fernwood for about three years, they fed me breakfast and had a spa), and do at-home strength training. I tried jogging, but I got sick of the oafish louts screaming unintelligible whatnot at me out of their cars, so I canned it. Well, at first I tried running in all my husband’s clothes so they would think I was a deranged homeless metalhead sprinting for her next fix (or the next I Killed the Prom Queen album), but no dice.
And then a fortnight ago the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and I headed straight for the nearest pair of neon Nikes and downloaded the Couch to 5k app. I bought a new yoga mat, I told my husband we needed a massive change and dropped hints about a grand plan, and gave away stuff I thought I’d never let go of. I mean, we whittled everything down (which to be honest, wasn’t a lot to start with) before we moved here, and I pretty much lopped off the rest this week. When I started talking about getting rid of the dining table, I think Matt thought I was dangerously close to needing a cup of tea and a lie down. But I have plans, man, and I feel energised.
And then we got the phone call telling us we have to vacate our house, and thankfully then I didn’t seem so crazy. Still might downsize that dining table, though.
How has spring sprung on you? Did you spring clean? I’ve never done it before and I feel horrifically stereotypical (but clean).