Life keeps getting better

Had my second morning of exercise to Abba today and what a brilliant start to the day it was too.  This was 5 minutes longer than yesterday but just as much fun and I found myself singing along while I was trying hard to follow the movements.  About three years ago I went with some friends to see the Kaiser Chiefs at an outdoor concert and was so looking forward to belting out the words to 'Ruby, Ruby, Ruby' with no worry about how loud I was, how out of tune I was etc.  The thing was that when the time came I couldn't bring myself to do it, not even to dance along with everyone else, and instead I stood with my hands in my pockets and moved sedately backwards and forwards.  This morning I was following the woman on the screen as I joined in dance routines and sang as loudly as I could even when I couldn't quite remember the words.  It occurs to me now that back at the concert I wasn't in a good place within myself and really couldn't relax and let go.  Life might seem more complicated now when viewed from the outside but those two contrasting episodes should tell you all you need to know about my current state of mind.  Anyway the Abba exercise was a success and I've discovered that not only is there a Grease version but also Queen and 1980s dance music so what more could I want.  On top of that, and just in case you were wondering, there's still my treadmill which I've walked on as I've travelled along Californian coastal paths, Sicilian tracks with fabulous views of the sea, the Las Vegas strip and, two days ago, Disney's Magic Kingdom.  You really can't say that my attempts to keep fit lack variety.

On top of all that, and in readiness for when we move out of lockdown, I've booked to have my eyebrows waxed, my eyelashes curled, my hair cut and am on the list for a tanning session as soon as the appointment book is open.  I'm determined to burst into spring with a degree of optimism I haven't felt for a long while and I'd like you to know that this new, optimistic me is doing wonders for Ash's well-being.  The vast majority of the time now he's calm and relaxed and even when he realises he's forgotten how to do something he seems to be able to laugh at himself which is never a bad thing.  He's still not 'my' Ash but it's lovely to see him happy.

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