I love Mondays!

I have never been a Monday person; even in jobs I enjoyed I would get that Sunday evening sinking feeling, knowing there’s a week ahead of getting up early, spending all day at my desk and five days still to go before the freedom of the weekend.

Life on Eigg is different.  For starters, most of the time I have no idea what time it is, let alone what day it is.  The Sunday sinking feeling has gone and I actually really look forward to Mondays.  For starters, it’s boat day, which means the tearoom down at Galmisdale Bay is going to be busy, so it’s a great chance to catch up with people and have a natter (and an amazing sausage and bacon sandwich.)  It’s also when I start back on my emails, and get working on the various projects I have on – which I am MEGA excited about.

Mondays are the start of a whole new week, with loads of opportunity to make things happen and get things done.

It’s quite bizarre how much my mindset has changed, but it’s not all rainbows and sparkle.  Not that I want to sound like I’m whinging because I know how lucky I am to be living here and taking the chance on my dream of being a freelance writer, but I am struggling a little with the lack of structure.  I really thought when I got here, I’d end up mega fit because I’d have loads of time to get out running and working out, instead of having to fit it all in around work.  However, now I don’t have to squeeze it all in, it’s harder to get myself motivated to do things.  Handily, there’s a few classes on down at the village hall of circuits and yoga and that’s making sure I’m doing some exercise.  Other than that, we’re getting in loads of hiking – the village shop is now a 7 mile round trip since we’ve temporarily moved to the other side of the island – and we’re doing lots of exploring.

Despite having the most amazing scenery and trails, I struggle just as much to get out running as I did at home.  Mainly because I’ve realised I hate running on my own.  I get bored!  I love nothing more than going out for a really tough trail run with friends, but when it’s just me, forget it.  This is not good! I have no solution as yet – other than man the f*ck up and get out there – but I’m hopeful I can get my running mojo back at some point.

Anyways, in the meantime, I’ll just enjoy the hiking up and down some mega steep hills, and the yoga.  I’m determined to be able to do a handstand this year!!

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