In typical new year style, my 2nd resolution to improve my health won’t last long. Unless the fright I got when I received a letter the other day from the NHS about a Bowel Cancer Screening Programme available from the age of 60 finally moves me into realising that I am at that age when bits and pieces of ill health can start to creep up on you. May be it is time now to make a commitment to a new routine, whether I like it or not. Might even help with resolution no 1 and also improve my stamina. So resolution no 2 is exercise more (can’t really be less) and get back into green juices because they are apparently the thing to get into if you want to avoid a multitude of illnesses; so I am told. The thing is I do like green juices, I simply can’t stand the cleaning of the juicer.
Yesterday I made a batch and froze them, but that’s only 5 servings and the maximum I can juice before the machine throws a tantrum. Exercising will be a far harder commitment, even though I have been the proud owner of an exercise bike for nearly a year (did I make that resolution last year already?) which I placed facing the TV so I can bypass the boredom. Is it all doable? of course it is. Will I do it, regularly, not just once in a while? Hmm, I might need another kick from the lovely test kit that I am told will be with me in 2 weeks. Meanwhile, how about another one of those great cappucinos from my new birthday gift coffee machine. I never said coffee was off my food list.
Hope 2016 isn’t going to go on the way it started with another bad night sleep. So for sanity’ sake, sorting that one out is resolution no 1. Coaxing Bobby the dog to sleep in his own bed may be a start, but I have slept well with him by my side (glued to me in fact) for several years now, so other tacts will be needed. One might be to stop whatever “intellectual” thing I do in my evening a good while before I hit the pillow or take a pen and paper to bed and make notes. For I am sure the need for me not to forget what just came to mind as my eyelids try to close, is one of the reasons I can’t let go. The thing is that list can get quite full with work bits, charity bits, deco bits, and when am I going to get a Sergei Meerkat! (If you’re thinking of changing your insurance, do use comparethemarket.com and get me one, please). Another reason may be simply reading too late and again filling my brain with activity. Take the night of 30th, I finished a book at 3.40am and couldn’t sleep for another 45mns or so afterwards. I was reading someone I know 1st book “
you never learn mum 