Blimey,
Was yesterday perfect???
Let's start with the 7.20 am train. Delayed, as was the 7.30, the 7.40 and so on. The whole system had gone awry and travelling to work not only took almost three times as long as usual, but was chaos. Amazingly I managed to blag a seat ( I am not shy, I can tell you....) and I got to work feeling slightly shaken but not stirred.
Teaching went well during the morning. I was hampered by ridiculous shoes that I bought because I loved them though they were down to the last pair and this happened to be in the next size up. So walking in them is a whole system of bodily management. And by lunch time they had started to get on my nerves. As had some other people I have to work alongside, who, by 3pm had descended into what resembled a flock of screaming baby seagulls who all wanted a piece of me. A two hour long consultation forum followed until 6pm, which became one of the most negative meetings I have lived through and led to me leaving with a feeling of dishevelment!!!
So, I headed off for the 18.15 in those stupid shoes which were growing even more burdensome and boat like with every step and was obstructed on the stairs by three screaming and bickering teenagers. They scurried down ahead of me as I heard the train pull in and guess what?? During their lolloping and happy slapping of one another, they totally got in my way and I reached the train doors just as they closed. I remember saying 'Oh F**k!' aloud as the train sailed off into the tunnel and casting a most evil look towards the battling chavs. My heart literally sank. On a normal day, missing the 18.15 is annoying, as the next one doesn't come until 18.35 and as it takes me 40 minutes to get home, your evening feels as though it is shrinking disproportionately. But the delays and problems faced this morning were still unresolved and the station were unable to predict the time of the next train. And my phone was out of charge so I couldn't even phone my husband and beckon him to pick me up somewhere along the line if I got another train that could take me half way there. And I was carrying loads of books in 3 bags. And my shoes were now becoming impossible. And my heart was still flattened by the fraction of the second train missage.
Eventually got on a train at 0 to 7 and due to serious delays it got me home at 7.30. The rain was pelting down. I was cold and miserable. I couldn't phone to organise a lift from the station so I had to walk it. In the rain with 3 bags and those shoes. It was misery. 15 minutes of agony.
When I got home I found that an industrial sized de-humidifier had landed in our kitchen to sort out the remnants of last week's washing machine flood and also most of the weekly shopping delivery was still to be unpacked and re-arranged. I nearly cried.
The outcome......
Do you expect to tell you that I fell off the rails, got a takeaway or had a sugar binge?
Because I didn't.......
I did eat a few nuts when I got in because I hadn't eaten since 2 (having run out of nuts to eat with my fruit....), but I put the shopping away, ranted at my husband a bit, moved the great machine thing to one side and cooked a chicken, smoked paprika, cherry tomato, carrot and butter bean stew served with a handful of baby spinach.
A triumph....IMT twice yesterday, eating on target ( I did find my self nibbling on nuts between meals though....must sort that!), portion sizes reduced. The only thing I didn't managed was belly dance practice, but I have Pilates this evening and will work very hard.
I am delighted with the day I had and the adversity I overcame. And I am NEVER wearing those shoes again xxxx
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