… Physically, Mentally and Metaphorically.
It has been over a week since I returned from my holiday to North Wales. And it has taken me over a week to recover.
The aches and pains are just about gone, and I’ve come to realise I’m not as fit as I used to be. Although I can only blame myself for this, leading a sedentary life as a writer hasn’t helped in the matter. But mainly the trouble has been with my lungs. Unlike last time, we only managed three-quarters of the climb up Snowdon. It wasn’t the best day to try the climb; the weather was abysmal with heavy rain and low cloud cover. I tried my hardest to keep going, stopping every 10-20 metres to force air into my lungs in hope of not collapsing. Unfortunately it wasn’t to be and with a heavy heart, I knew I could go no further.
Three days it took me to be able to walk at least ten paces without gasping for air. It terrified me if I’m honest, and I still haven’t plucked up the courage to go back to the doctor. And the puffer just isn’t doing it any more. Fear is a nasty bedfellow.
The experience left me drained, and being of a depressive nature, it only added to my misery. I avoided the outside world, disappearing into a cocoon of self-pity. Gave up on my writing and spent the time languishing on the sofa watching re-runs of Tru Blood. I’m not quite there yet, I am trying though, but I feel guilty for avoiding my duties as a wife, mother and writer. And I feel exceptionally guilty for avoiding you.
The physical mountain beat me. Not the end of the world, I know. I won’t make any promises I can’t keep though, I will, however, try my best to snap out of the doldrums and refocus. So this weekend will be about healing and repairing. Getting my mindset back on track to start the following week afresh and pick up where I left off. I know there’s a lot of catching up to do, blog posts to read, connecting with the new friends I was fortunate to meet over the month of April. And, concentrating on finishing the second book in the EIGHT series.
This time round the experience has been difficult to overcome. But I refuse to give up. I will not let it beat me, because we all face mountains now and again in our life and it is how we traverse these obstacles blocking our way that matters.