A Weekend of Opportunity

It has been 'one of those weeks.' A week where work seemed to dominate almost every waking hour of the day. The demands of my role, along with my inability to rid my body of this ongoing throat ailment has meant that my usual willingness to meet each challenge has been tempered by my impaired health. It reminded me - someone who has seen a doctor once in the last 18 months, of how lucky I am, and, how much I do take my health for granted. I don't mean that in the sense that I eat the wrong foods or don't exercise, rather I am talking about how I have in some ways expected so much of myself, constantly pushing myself hard - whether it be work or sport or anything. Being sick allows for compulsory 'down time' - and for me I have been forced to have some of that over the last week. No running, no gym classes...just resting (when I'm not working)

The title of this post reflects my hopes for the weekend. I am about to go for a 1 1/2 hour personal training session, followed by a visit to Eveleigh Markets with a dear friend, Helen. The rest of the day is free for me at home with the anticipation of a family birthday dinner tonight, and Mother's Day tomorrow. Thus, without hesitation I can safely say that this weekend will be a weekend of opportunity - opportunity to do the things that I love, with the people that I care most about for the weekend. Hopefully there will be an opportunity to cook soup, to plant and to tend to my plants, to read and to finish some of those work tasks that seem to call me from the table in our dining area.