It was supposed to be so easy....have 7 weeks off and write your blog every day, no interruptions and no problems.
No way.
I'm only on day 5 and this is becoming something of an epic task.
It's one thing to publish everyday, quite another to think of the content, write, edit and publish everyday. That is something else altogether.
Combine that with the family being off and having a wife that thinks writing a blog is "a load of old sh#t" and "I thought you were having 7 weeks off work" and the project becomes somewhat challenging.
Hence the reason I find my self typing on my iPad, in the car park of the farm where the girls keep the horses in the only spare 15 minutes I can find between xmas and boxing days. I'm also trying to use my brother in laws phone as a wireless hotspot for Internet connection - just don't ask!
Admittedly I did ride the bike for 2 hours on xmas day and help, to cook and have the whole family round, while unsuccessfully trying to sneak off to write this post.
I also got the chance to watch arsenal play at home at the Emirates stadium as part of a family visit to Welwyn, amazing to take Callum to that but obviously no blogging.
All this adds together to a risk of me breaking a promise I made to myself and by association to anyone else reading this on Boxing Day.
It wasn't supposed to be like this, both the time off and this post.
The time off was going to be calm and thoughtful, full of deep work and consideration.
The blog was going to be about the excess of xmas, it was supposed to be called "boxed".
As always though, no battle plan ever stands contact with the enemy and adaptability and creativity are the keys to success. So the blog today changed to this.
It can't be a miserable xmas blog because my xmas was ace. It was exactly what I'd hoped it would be and even better.
It was a long way from perfect but in my life, everything is, so it was normal.
I didn't watch the films I wanted to see or have the fires in the living room as many times as I thought, I didn't wear a xmas jumper as often as I'd hoped.
I did, though, spend great time with my family and my wife's family. Rode my bike 5 out of 7 days in the week running up to xmas (mostly with Tim's Son, Louis, my new, main training partner).
I even got a super, cool present for "being the best football coach" and a wonderful book surprise (thanks Nish).
So I'm not going to mason about xmas, I'm just going to keep, trying to make it a little bit more like the perfect one I'll never get.
I'll leave you with this today....
In 2013 a survey was carried out of 25-34 yr olds in the uk. They were asked to state how many hours of TV they watched a week, the average stated was 15.
The same group was electronically monitored though. They actually watch 28.
28 hours a week is more than Andy Murray trains or more that the Brownlee brothers.
Getting into a nice habit of hibernation at xmas is all well and good but imagine what you might be able to achieve with some of the time back.
"winter mile make for summer smile", apparently.
(thanks to Grace and Rosie for letting me steal a bit of horse time....they get it!).
The image today is where I frantically wrote the blog
Blog Post Number: 1169
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