|The route to my "gym"|
My gym days are thankfully long behind me but my stress isn't. Over the Christmas hols someone told me they were thinking of leaving their job, sticking it to "the man" and starting a new life with no stress. I suggested that if they found a life with no stress I'd like to be the first to know about it. Although I love our new life in every way shape and form (it's been 4 years now - 4 years - just doesn't seem possible!), it is far from stress free and anyone doing what we've done and expecting zero stress is going to be sadly disappointed. The stresses are very different but they are still there.
For example - office life bought me the following stresses:
|List of "gym equipment"|
* Being stuck in an office when it was sunny outside.
* Not being able to take random days to be with the family when it was a birthday etc.
* Internal politics - aaaaaarrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh - still get the heebeegeebees just remembering it.
* Only 25 days off each year.
* Having to fight for Christmas off.
* Finishing my work by 4pm but having to stay at my desk till 5:30pm just because.
Whereas our new life brings me these stresses
* Realising that every day not worked means no money coming in.
* The temptation to work 7 days a week.
* The temptation to work until 10pm at night.
* Paying the mortgage every month because although I'm willing to barter my services with other local businesses for our mutual benefit, Santander refuse to play ball and insist they want their mortgage paid in money. Spoilsports.
* Not being able to be sick and lie under a duvet all day knowing that the sick pay will cover you
* Being glad when you're busy but still worrying that you need to keep on marketing if you want to be busy next month too.
Thankfully, our new life came with a free gymnasium and mental health clinic right across the road - more commonly known as Hampsfell. It may have been blowing a hoolie outside but after a busy and stressful week it was the perfect place to, quite literally today, blow the cobwebs away.
It was pretty quiet people wise up there, although I did see 3 joggers on the top of the fell. Well maybe it was 2 - one of them might have blown past me twice.
It may not boast a personal trainer or an enormous flat screen TV to amuse me while I exercise, but it's free, it's stunning and best of all there's plenty of room for everyone - it's almost worth getting stressed for.
|DUCK! Incoming worries! :-)|
After finishing half my flask I wandered down into the village for essential supplies (more milk for tomorrow's flasks) and decided on an impromptu picnic on the prom - much to the amusement of the few brave dog walkers/ canine kite flyers who were passing.
|En route to the village|
|Perfect picnic spot|