Time To Get Out There And....Rest

​Am not sure what the opposite of vanity is, but I am terrible at many things . . . along with remembering words, clearly. For example, my taste in music leaves most people at best bewildered and at worst thoroughly angry, and same could be applied to my dress sense – jeans and t-shirt are very comfortable, but apparently are not appropriate groom attire. I am also an abysmal cook and have no confidence in the kitchen. If you want to eat a nutritious meal and consume it at a reasonable hour close to when I said it would be ready, then I suggest we head on out and buy-it.  Although this will sound odd, and for any regular readers please hide your shock and awe, I simply don’t get food. I mean, I just I don’t understand it.

Food Glorious Food!

My friends love food. Food, coffee, wine and beer are the talk of several towns. The world goes mad for it. Television, radio, magazines, Instagram, bookface, videos, everyone is obsessed with eating and drinking. It is life, Mr Reed!! Well, yes it is, but it’s not everything of life. I imbibe to thrive, everyone else thrives to imbibe and does so a magnificent amount. Part of me admires others in their detection of complex flavours, smells and textures, ingesting the food with their mind and eyes before it even touches their drooling lips. And yet to me, I see food as an essential thing I need to remember. When writing lists down (which I do constantly) often there will be a line in there that says ‘breakfast’ or ‘eat lunch’. My body won’t let me forget entirely as it’ll give me a headache, but other than that I could happily go without it. 

Resting For Your Life

I have spoken at length previously about having compassion for yourself and admit that I am utterly useless at this. I remain my own worst critic and will beat myself up gradually over the first 24 hours of an incident. Get some sleep and some perspective and I’ll be ok, but I am merciless initially. Others can make mistakes and it’s easy to move on. When I make them however and I am ruthless. I am trying to get better, though!

Another fault is my inability to rest. For the last 10 weeks I’ have been charging around South America, thoroughly enjoying myself I might add. However, as with any overland travel, sometimes you hit a few hurdles and it requires some patience and simply waiting. I’m not good at this. Neither is my body, as it decided that if I was resting, then it should probably unleash all the toxins and Ills pent up and held at bay for the last few weeks. Damn you body! But when my body tells me to rest, I know I must abide, and much to my chagrin, imbibe a lot of food and drink.

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http://risetoit.co.za/rest-versus-active-recovery/