It’s day 11 of my “10 for 30” – 10 resolutions for 30 days (see bottom of blog if you’re very interested). Things going well, I think.
I’ve noticed a massive positive difference in my mental state between this lockdown and the previous two. After ten days in the previous lockdowns, I would lose the fight for my mind; not in a crazy ‘send her off to the loony bin’ way. I just lost my focus and spent days in dreams about silly, facile things. And then I would play about on twitter and tiktok. I vanished about two weeks of my life in November in that way, and I hated it. I knew that I should be being productive but couldn’t give two hoots. As we came out, I could concentrate again..
Over the weekend just gone, I could feel my centre starting to sway again; and I was soooo tempted to indulge. But I didn’t. I think this barmy set of challenges I’ve set myself, it roots me back to each day – having to meditate, having to concentrate on a new recipe, make sure I have the ingredients, plan for the week, plan for other meals in case everything goes pear-shaped/the children refuse to eat etc etc.
And I am quite proud of my culinary efforts a la Mary Berry, so far. I managed to create a roast veg risotto yesterday that was actually tasty (my husband ate three helpings), and today I burnt an apple pie but it was still edible! Woohoo – look at me! Mary Berry, who comes across as so kind, sincere and constructive on tv, is steadily building my kitchen confidence. And I half-fancy I may be learning a thing or two about herbs and taste – if I am, it is by osmosis as I have no time to actually research or read up about anything except the recipes in that book. I am now nurturing a candle of faith for Mary.
The abstinence stuff – no booze, no crisps etc that’s all going grand. So are the sun salutations and the meditation. However the walks are tough, man. I really don’t like this whole exercising EVERY day! I didn’t realise it, but I am a firm believer in the “give yourself a break at least one day a week” religion, if there is one. I feel quite churlish about not having had a day off at the weekend and I’m acting like it. Last year, I had a habit of taking a long walk, up to 10km, on a Monday and I loved it. Today I walked less than 5km and I was a bit huffy for most of it. I was so annoyed with the fact that I walked yesterday and Saturday, even though both days were short walks. Anywho, I will have to take myself into a corner and have a word with myself, tell myself to grow up. It may work… or I may stay in a huff for the next twenty days.
All in all, ignoring my teenage sulk, it’s going well. It’s working and I’m a third of the way there!
P.S. Note that I haven’t started home schooling yet. The children were so against it and are so young that we decided to delay it by a day. Once that daily grind begins, I may be less chipper.
P.P.S. I have included photos of the roast veg risotto and the apple pie below. If you can’t tell which is which, that’s embarrassing for me… but not unexpected.
Ten things I commit to do daily for 30 days:
- No booze (except that used in cooking)
- Meditate for ten minutes
- Follow the literary diet https://www.theguardian.com/books/2020/dec/27/feed-your-soul-the-31-day-literary-diet-for-january-2021-culture-books
- Go for a run or a walk
- Cook something new – either a new recipe from my new Mary Berry cook book or else just something I’ve never cooked before
- No crisps
- Clean the kitchen every evening (sometimes I get lazy and leave stuff til the next day…)
- Do at least 5 sun salutations every morning
- Go through my phone every evening to make sure I have replied to all the whatsapps and texts I got that day
- No eating after 7pm (except Fridays and Saturdays – when else could I get my chocolate fix in except when kids are in bed?)