For over a year, Sundays at home have always begun with a workout. Traditionally, Sundays were my long run day while I was training for my half marathon. I would get up, run 7, 8, 9 miles, have breakfast, do the food shopping and get on with my day. Even if I stayed at Phil's, which I did most Saturday nights, I would still rush home for my workout. Waking up this morning knowing I couldn't workout was horrible. My foot is in a lot of pain. I have a doctors appointment on Thursday which while it may not result in a diagnosis, will hopefully get me a referral. I'm pretty certain it is a stress fracture now, which will put me out from running for at least 6 weeks. I'm undoubtedly going to have to withdraw from my 10K next month. It's going to be a struggle- I feel like I'm missing a limb- but I know if I try to push it too soon I could end up with an even worse injury. Thank you for all your lovely comments on my last post- they made me feel a lot better! I'm planning to go swimming this week and see how it goes, and if it doesn't hurt I'm planning to go a couple of times a week and maybe see how I get on with some strength training. I've also heard great things about pilates for injuries. Do any of you guys have any recommendations? I've experienced a lot of acceptance over the last few days, difficult as it has been. Life happens, injuries happen. I'd rather this happen now than have happened right before a half marathon. And I'm sure I'll get into a routine of swimming, strength and anything else I try. I just need to try not to do too much too soon!
dress- River Island
boots- New LookThis outfit is pretty similar to most of my outfits at the moment. Dress, jumper, tights, boots. I've been rediscovering some of my old outfits (my favourites are circa October 2012) with jumpers layered over dresses, and I recently had these boots reheeled and resoled to get another winter or two out of them. To be honest I'm feeling pretty uninspired at the moment. I feel like a lot of my clothes are too young for me now. I no longer want to wear little lacey dresses or cutesy skater skirts any more, but I'm struggling for inspiration. I'm finding a lot of twenty-something bloggers too immature, too kitschy, too twee. Blogs I used to love now look the same as they did five years ago, and older, more mature bloggers have a much larger disposable income than I. I need new inspiration but I don't know where to find it. I'm tired of the blogs I used to read and sick of seeing outfits composed entirely of free items. My wardrobe traditionally has been split into "work" and "weekend" but now I work in a place that doesn't have a dress code I'm sticking to my jeans and jumpers and ignoring my beautiful blazers, shirts and pencil skirts, banished to another wardrobe. But part of this is because I rarely wear heels during the day, and having short legs, I don't fancy a pencil skirt with flat shoes. I guess I'm just stuck in a rut and in desperate need of some new inspiration.
Wow this post took an unintentional turn towards the miserable! Sorry about that. I promise I'm not feeling as mopey as I seem! It's a new season and lots of things have changed, and I think with my foot injury and Phil moving out of his flat and a new job I'm just craving some routine. I'm sure I'll settle into one soon.
Today, once I got through not having Insanity to do, has actually been really nice. I went food shopping with my dad and got home and made soup for my lunches at work. Then Phil's Mum picked me up and I went to the pub to watch Liverpool with Phil and his sister, Suzie. Then my parents came to get me and they had a cup of tea and a chat with Phil's family which was really lovely.When I got home I continued with my Sunday meal planning and cooking! I made Quorn tagine for dinner tonight and tomorrow, endurance crackers for dipping in my soup at work, and I've got an egg and quorn sausage casserole in the oven for my breakfasts this week. I had my acrylic nails taken off yesterday and for the first time in my life I have long, natural nails so I'm spending tonight painting them! I've loved having acrylics and although my nails are weak, I've never had them so long as a life-long nail biter. I think I might have finally broken the habit!
Hope you've had a lovely weekend.