even thou it’s often times difficult to find the mental load space to start blogging/writing again i’m realising as we get closer to christmas that i tend to have these rollercoaster moments where i’m thrown into the next thing, up and down, when i’m done with the energetic load of the up, i’m down on the other side wanting to restart the flow but i’m too fubar from all the perceived energy of the up.

the best thing is routine for me.

so i have to recalibrate and find it again.

last few weeks i’ve felt old and haggered and a little physically destroyed, that messes with your mental health, you start thinking all kinds of things, cutting down on the food, doing more exercise, having all kinds of supplements in the vain hope that doing those things are enough, it never feels enough.

it’s not enough, i should be more regimented.

i guess this blog post is a call to arms about it.

rediscovering the flow.

what cut’s that off, where is feels diminished, what triggers that.

for me, the biggest things to reboot is the sleep.

i looked at my stats this morning in the whoop app and it looks like it’s nearly the first time in months that i’ve had a week of near on 100% sleep demand covered.

before that it was 5/6 hrs, really bad way, day after day, it effects your mental clarity and what you expect from yourself so much, you kinda just wanna vanish within it.

last night me and the wife promised each other we would at least do yoga together each morning leading up to christmas. we have both been so locked up and recently pulled together a miracle that for both of us we never expected could happen this year.

it was tiring, it took a lot out of us, we could just “relax” and just recalibrate that way but i want personally to get my baseline back to what it was.

i realise i’m not getting any younger but i know that i’ve got a lot of markers in my life that i could be doing better on. how do i know? well whoop helps a lot with that, have data on things helps me massively make important decisions.

so yeah, before the new year, starting the routine before everyone does it because of guilt.

i don’t want to feel bad at the start of a year that i have to turn to a gym to “be a better person by exercising” i want it to be a cornerstone again of my day to day life.

when i was back home where i was born because of my situation i would walk quite a lot all over the place, even when i had a van i would still purposely get a bus into town and walk around a lot, i feel that alone made me feel younger and active.

inflammation is the real thing that gets me and with us losing a whole bunch of things as we age it’s something i’m mindful of at the middle of my life.

we have been given this machine and we have to keep it well serviced.

so what’s flow look for me right now?

repetitions. pure repetitions.

yoga everyday blogging every morning suppliments deploying the S.M.A.R.T mindset mindful and mind in general

that’s a good baseline for me, it takes the chaos out of the day and opens me up to what can be instead of trying to corral and mood shift into the vibe coding approach of life.

even thou it’s a friday, i want to finish strong and deploy this mindset for the rest of december so i can flow into my power month of january with sheer force of will.

too many times we have these mind reboots after christmas and the new year where you go over the same concepts about yourself and everyone else in your life.

the rumination. after fifty odd years on this planet i know it’s not productive for me.

it might seem selfish, lost in my ego, self serving and i guess a lot of it is but for me if i don’t put my air mask on first and breath the pure air instead of the tainted around me then i not only do myself a disservice but i can’t turn up properly for others.

my wife, my daughter, people that i might want to collab with in life, incredible places and spaces that i get to frequent, they deserve for me to turn up in power in good shape and pure of mind. calibrated.

age is a natural process that grinds on by but i also know that my parents, somewhere thousands of miles away are doing the same thing, getting up each day, doing their routine, steadying the ship of their life and turning up for the people that love them.

anyway, that’s me this morning, it’s just turned 9am and like a light house in the distance warning ships that they are near the rocks, that deeply ingrained morning office work start time is seared into my brain for all the years that i made sure i was somewhere at a desk to bash away in ill fitting software not fit for purpose for the notions and ideas of a life.

deploy a routine. steer the ship. turn up for yourself.

one time around right?

peace and love mouser heavy industries Xx