This morning as I lay in bed going through the day in my mind, my thoughts wandered ahead to the coming few days.
My stomach was instantly filled with a piece of lead and my breathing became more shallow. I could feel myself become just a little anxious.
I have a busy weekend ahead. I know that, for goodness sake, I booked everything in.
I made a conscious choice to book myself out from 8am Saturday morning until about 4pm on Sunday. I will of course sleep on Saturday night, however briefly that may be.
But when I think about all I need to accomplish in two short days (the days of rest!!) I freak out ever so slightly.
I’m not doing anything bad, or seeing people I don’t want to give my time to, and yet I seem to be talking myself out of enjoying the things I do have planned.
My worry about fitting it all in, is actually zapping my ability to look forward to the experiences I have planned.
Tomorrow I am holding a fundraising BBQ at a local shopping centre to raise funds for Oxfam. I am taking part in the Oxfam 100km challenge in April and my team needs to raise $1500.
I love meeting people, I have generous friends and family who have offered their time to help out and the weather looks like it will behave for the day.
There is nothing about this day that looks like it will be something to dread and yet that is how I was feeling. I do need to be there at 8am and stay until about 4pm, so all day, but it’s one day!
One day out of my life, getting to hang out with my friends, meet new people and raise some money for a good cause. I choose, as of right now, to change my outlook and look forward to tomorrow.
No longer will I focus on a day gone out of my weekend, I will focus on the experiences and interactions I will gain by interacting with the community.
Saturday night catching up with friends (once I have washed the stench of sausage from my skin!) Friends I adore and love spending time with.
Want to know what we are doing?
We are planning our accommodation for our trip to Hawaii later in the year. Poor me. Having to plan for a trip to paradise.
Again, I had let the focus stay on more hours of my time being full,instead of focussing on what was filling the hours.
I know, from past experience, that I will arrive home with a face sore from laughing, a belly full of great food (maybe a wine or 4) and some amazing locations ready to be visited.
What a great night. My own thought process was putting this night at risk. I had nearly talked myself out of enjoying the experience. I pledge from this moment forward to change my outlook. I will cherish the time with good friends, planning a trip we have been talking about for 12 months. I will acknowledge how lucky I am to have these opportunities.
Insert brief sleep and coffee here.
Sunday morning 7am. Drive at chosen destination, ready to walk 30-35kms for Oxfam training. This will take approx. 7 hours.
I signed up for this event (this is the fourth time), there are no surprises here. It’s long hours of training. Training on hills, on flats and in ridiculous heat.
I have made a conscious decision as of right now to focus on why I love this event instead of dreading the training onSunday.
I love the physical strength I gain from the training. I love laughing with three amazing ladies as we walk through the pain barrier.
We cover all topics from penises to politics (would’ve been great team name) and we support eachother through any life issues we may be having at the time.
I’m proud of showing my girls the example of setting a goal and working hard to achieve it.
I’m now ready to face my busy, but rewarding weekend, full of things I have planned and filled with people I love.
I tackle this weekend with an attirude of gratitude and be thankful for everyone and everything I ahve in my life.
I will plan some down time for next weekend and a few early nights this coming week.
Enjoy all you have planned for the coming weekend.