Sometimes I feel I have to keep an eye on so many things that it's like those entertainers I used to see on TV when I was a kid: they'd have long, thin, flexible, vertcal poles, and on top of the poles they'd spin as many plates as they could, and whenever a spinning plate slowed down they would return to it and give it a little spin, to keep it going, and that's what juggling life feels like sometimes.
Not that I'm complaining. Sometimes it all works well and I feel a sense of achievement and momentum, and sometimes some of the plates are very wobbly and near to falling off because I've neglected them too long. Anyway, one plate that is back on the pole is my visits to the gym. I had been doing very well, but then my old gym membership ran out, and I wanted to change gyms and there was a little interim period when I didn't go to the gym at all, only a couple of weeks but it makes a difference. So I'm back to my local gym, which feels really good. It means I can walk there instead of driving for half an hour there and back, and I'm hoping once my membership kicks in properly at the beginning of October that I'll be able to go five times a week until I'm down to my goal weight.
The swimming pool is absolutely divine. I love seeing an empty pool when I sign in at reception. It's the most calming, relaxing place to be in there by myself. The sauna is poolside too. And the gym above may not be as big and totally hi-tech as my previous gym but I already like it better.Another of my spinning plates is trying to be prepared for Christmas. I won't get into my thoughts on that too much, but above is a possible present for someone, if it works out well. I'm knitting it very occasionally, because there's no rush. I'm close to getting my plate-spinning priorities right, just a bit more tweaking and I should be back on track.
The Vintage Weekend at Lotherton Hall
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