I Gotta Feeling

So how’s your week been?  I can’t really remember the start of mine.

I went swimming for the first time in however long.  I say “however long” because I genuinely can’t remember the last time I was in a swimming pool.  I remember being in the sea maybe 6 or 7 years ago, but I assume my last escapade in chlorinated water would have been while on holiday with the parents, and that would have been 18 or 19 years ago.

It’s a lot harder than I remembered.  Oh, wait! I remember going in a pool once when I joined a gym when I started work, so that will have been 2004.  Anyway, yes, a lot harder than I remembered.  I did two lengths and had to stop to breathe! I’m actually not sure if it gets easier with a better technique that might allow me to breathe more easily / frequently, but I think it’s a chicken and egg situation i.e. I can’t breathe because the swimming is hard, but my muscles aren’t working properly while I’m holding my breath.

I’m going to give it another go, but the idea was that it might be a low impact sport that doesn’t hurt my back, yet it did. So instead of pushing it I’m going to do a session, recover properly and then do another.  That sounds sensible.

I’ve spent most of the week thinking that an argument is brewing.  On Thursday night / Friday morning it arrived.  The discussion happened and it annoyed me even more than the situation it was about.  I’m getting distinctly irritated with people who can’t accept any bit of responsibility.  I’m not saying “blame” or “fault”, I’m saying “responsibility”.  I thought it was a lack of understanding of what was happening but, having had the argument, it’s not.  They saw what was happening, understood what was happening and can still see exactly no responsibility falling to them.

It’s weak and I can’t be doing with dealing with these people.  It’s more frustrating because it brewed because of being stuck in the middle of two people who would stubbornly not move from their positions but apparently needed to be told to talk to each other rather than taking ownership themselves.


In an unrelated event… Have you ever had a feeling about something that just comes completely apropos of absolutely nothing at all?  A bit like you can just be driving along and fancy pizza.  There is no trigger, you just want pizza, and you can’t shake that feeling.  I’m getting that.  Not with pizza, with something a damned sight more important.  I don’t know what to do about it.

Next week we might be having this chat over matcha.  I’ve bought some and some subscription vitamins.  Will trial next week and let you know.

A feeling, woohoo, that tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good, good night

Tonight’s the night, let’s live it up
I got my money, let’s spend it up
Go out and smash it like oh my God
Jump off that sofa, let’s get, get off

I know that we’ll have a ball
If we get down and go out and just lose it all
I feel stressed out, I wanna let it go
Let’s go way out spaced out and losing all control

Fill up my cup, Mazel Tov
Look at her dancing, just take it off
Let’s paint the town, we’ll shut it down
Let’s burn the roof, and then we’ll do it again

Let’s do it, let’s do it, let’s do it, let’s do it
And do it and do it, let’s live it up
And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it
Let’s do it, let’s do it, let’s do it

I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyes Peas

Comments 2

  1. Eleanor Parks

    Funny, I can’t remember the start of my week either. I know for a fact I didn’t go swimming though. I think the week started OK, but then I got the news that my Mum is in hospital with a chest infection, so I seem to have spent the rest of the week worrying. I know too, that I promised myself I’d have a long sleep in today, it being Sunday and all; but I slept restlessly and found myself awoken by the cats wanting breakfast at 6:45am (no snooze button on cats!) Oh well! Up and at ’em and face another day!

    • Hey Eleanor, really sorry to hear about your mum. My mother was in hospital at the turn of the year so I understand how stressful that is. Hopefully she’ll make a quick recovery and be back home soon.

      I’ve been promising myself more sleep for about 3 months! At the moment I seem to wake up fully refreshed at 5.30 but snooze until it’s time to get up and end up feeling groggy. Perhaps I need to let Moo (my cat) sleep in my end of the house!

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