I was really happy with the runs over the past couple of days, feeling good yesterday and looking forward to today.

Two hours into work this morning and I was ready to stick my head in the oven. It was just a combination of problems, people doing things without being asked which put me in difficult positions with clients. Other suppliers getting the wrong end of the stick despite being told clearly what to do. Just a whole heap of problems and then told that everything was to be ready by the end of the week.

That, plus a general lack of energy meant that my head was in a really bad place all morning. I was trying every fucking trick under the sun to try and make myself feel better, but it just wasn’t working. Even the stuff from the weekend. Nothing.

I suppose this is a consequence of working at home. Most of the time I don’t mind there being no-one to talk to, but occasionally it would just be nice to shoot the breeze. The last time I did that seemed like a very long time ago, to be fair I had a good time with Phil the other weekend and it was good to see Valerie on Saturday.

Anyway, I tried to snap myself out of this black cloud by doing my scheduled weights at lunchtime. Possibly as a result of feeling unhappy I just loaded up the weights and gave the workout a go with something quite a bit heavier or with more resistance.

From my notes I’d done this:

• 2×15 squats 31lb (up from 23) – resistance bands
• 2×15 lunges each leg. 31lb – up from 15 – resistance bands
• 2 point dumbbell row with elbow out – 2×15 on each arm, 20lb per arm up from 16 (I think, notes say 8 last week, but I think it was 2×8 per arm)
• Push ups 2×15.
• 2×30 swiss ball crunches, up from 2×20. Felt ok.

Did it snap me out of feeling low? Mostly. I got quite a bit done this afternoon before having to go and pick up the children. These days everything is just *so noisy* and by the time we had got to about 5pm I was shattered again with the din. I don’t like turning off the hearing aids because that defeats the point of wearing them, but it’s hard work.

Rather than keep trying to get work done, I made dinner and had it ready for Jude when she got home. All very tasty, but it might require a sleep and a fresh stab at the day tomorrow to perk up.