So it’s been a bit rubbish lately. Some of my close friends have moved back down south and it’s been generally a depressing time. That said I’ve continued my Sunday walking with Andy and Isaac has been joining us too with his camera.
I’ve been cycling my mood again. One day I’m feeling ok and the next I don’t want to get out of bed. I planned to watch Glastonbury (as I love music) but still have 21 hours of un-watched footage. This weekend should have been my half Ironman and we still had a cottage booked, so even though I had to withdraw from the race we still travelled down to enjoy the cafes of Norfolk.
She day should have been a relaxed day, but I was really anxious in the morning. I had to take my emergency meds again for the first time in about 2 weeks. Once they had worked their way into my system we went out and had a very pleasant walk and cafe trip.
Tom my mate who I was meant to race with was an absolute gent and told us to still travel to Holkham. I am glad I did, it has given me the bug again. I really want to become fit enough mentally and physically to complete my Ironman challenge.
I have recently started working with a Nutritionist, Marta. Marta is taking a look at my diet and advising and creating a weight loss programme for me to follow. I have only just begun this but I am excited to see how this progresses. The diet plan initially focussed on my breakfast, we have been discussing what my training diet will look like and lifelong habits to follow. I truly hope I can undo the harm I have done to my body.
Last week I had a few particularly ‘down’ days and I got a message from Sam asking if I fancied a run. I’d not run outside for a long time and it did me the world of good. It’s amazing how your worries go to the back of your mind while running. I’m hoping to do the same again this Tuesday. I’m the picture I’m the chubby one in black.
Bipolar Ironman 