And So The Story Ends

Good Morning World and thanks for tuning in to the penultimate post day here on Planet Magnet. After this post there will be only one more and that won’t be for a couple of weeks as I tell the story of my walk along Britain’s oldest Road.

That means this is post number 499!

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Quite an incredible feat but one that I suppose I am quite proud to have achieved.

I have always said that I would share my life with you guys for the next 499 posts, after which I would walk the Ridgeway for the Charity HENRY and make my 500th and final post about that very walk.

It is hard to consider the person I was when I started out on the journey. Some people don’t even recognise me as I have changed so much physically, others don’t recognise me because I have changed so much mentally.

Regardless of which is more significant I think we must all agree that since my surgery and subsequent life change, this person…

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Is no longer anything like this person….

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If we consider way back when I started this little blog after advice to do so, I was incredibly unfit, unhappy, lonely, I was letting life pass me by and I was disengaged.

No more though.

What a difference 18mths and the help and support of medical professionals and all of you guys here on Word Press who come to read my words every day. Some of you read quietly and fly under the radar and some of you read and comment and encourage. Regardless of which camp you fall into, I appreciate you all so very very much and I thank you all very much from the bottom of my heart.

You guys have made the incredible challenge of 499 posts a possibility and I am so happy that I have completed what I set out to do I think all I need do now is wish myself Bon Voyage, Bon Chance and Bon Temps for the next week of walking. You will be able to follow my updates on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram…..

So until I write and publish the story of my walk, I shall leave you with these words from T.S Elliots Little Gidding (pointed TO me by Osyth from Half Baked in Paradise but here mixed up by ME) and hopefully they will sum up all I have been trying to say…

“To make an end is to make a beginning so always remember last years thoughts belong to last years language whereas next years words await another voice”

So ’till the last time,

Stay out of the fridge.

P.S. Don’t forget to follow this link and donate to my just giving page.

Here Comes Another Winter, Waiting For Eutopia.

Waiting For Hell To Freeze Over*

Good Morning world and thanks for tuning in to another day here in Planet Magnet. I trust all is well in your world and that the week is barrelling along nicely for you. Here in the U.K, the rain is back (what else!) after five days of sunshine, so having had our summer I figure we start preparing for the winter to come… 😉

Only joking on that font guys, however, Heartland by The, The seemed like the perfect lyric to use given that when yesterday I spoke to a friend of mine (The Chimp from The Lonely Author) he suggested I write what my Eutopia might look like given that I am now over a year past my surgery date and the fact my life has changed so dramatically in that short period of time. That I have become such a different man over the past several years of trials and tribulations. That I am still scared and excited in equal measure of what is to come in my life. That I am surrounded by more love in my life than I have experienced for a long time, yet I feel lonely on a daily basis.

Now I should put a warning here, because if any of you are not in the mood for my truth then I suggest you stop reading now, plus it is nearly 2000 words long so you might struggle a little looking for a quick read….

I am always honest with this blog yet I do confess that am still selective about what I write and today I write exactly how I feel and make no apologies for it.

So where was I? Oh yes, my own Eutopia. Or put quite simply, where would my ideal life be at this moment in time?

I know it might sound fatuous to do such a thing but it is in our dreams that we create our future (or some semblance of it) and it is only by daring to dream do we ever achieve our ability to move on.

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On It Like Sonic

Good morning to you all and welcome to yet another hump day here on Planet Magnet! Now many of you know that I don’t see Wednesdays as a bad day, as a day that appears to go slower than the others or as a day that requires special nerve or courage to get myself through.
No. I see it as a precursor to the weekend and a day that means I can get more done before said weekend is upon us allowing me to possibly put my feet up for a day or two and get some well deserved down time.

So, that’s that. I have welcomed you to my blog, I have explained that I actually like a Wednesday Hump Day and that I like to get lots done.

And that is the crux of today’s post.

I like to get lot’s done.

I really do not like to wait around and start “sometime in the future”. If I say I need to get the stuff for a new project, I get the stuff for a new project, I don’t let things (well maybe an occasional lack of money) stope me from putting stuff off. If we are talking about doing something I will say “Okay, let’s just go and do it” If I am thinking about a walk, I will not look out the window and procrastinate, I will agree that we are going for a walk and we will get our boots on and get out into the fresh air.

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Gentlemen, Start Your Engines…

Saturday is here and it is the weekend once again. The days and weeks just seem to be flying in at the moment and I sometimes almost feel as though I cannot keep up although I am sure that is just a state of mind (mind you wasn’t there one of those crazy clever scientists like Hawking or Einstein who said that time is actually speeding up?)

So if time doesn’t feel as though it goes as far, do you think maybe I had better make the most of what time I do have now I have the energy to use it?

Now I remember before my surgery, there is no way I would be happy to leave the house to do anything other than go somewhere I could sit and watch what was going on, be it the pub or an event. I would go as long as I didn’t have to walk anywhere. Certainly a good part of this was driven the damage to my back and my knee but a good deal of it was in my head and the fact that I was overweight. I was fat and got tired easily. I was fat and didn’t like to go out into the world and see other people because I would be convinced that someone would be watching me and making reference to my size and inability to get around even though now I am much slimmer and more active than I have been in over 10 years, I am sure that was not the case.

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I’m Busy Doing Nothing

Wishing the whole day through, trying to find lots of things not to do. I’m busy going nowhere, isn’t it just a crime? I’d like to be unhappy but, I never do have the time.

Today I am filling in the hours between meals, well not really meals, I am filling in the time between hours, yet as I do, they seem to fly past and although I think I am constantly eating, I am obviously not. It’s a very peculiar thing to feel and do because as much as I watch the clock and wonder when it would be a decent time for me to have that next protein shake or yogurt (or whatever is next on the list) I don’t actually see the going of the time and although I don’t actually forget to eat I don’t actually  remember to either. Like I say, very peculiar. Maybe I am at sixes and sevens as the old saying goes. Maybe I am not really feeling myself, maybe I am still under the influence of anaesthetics or old habits. I don’t really know.

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