Flinging yoya mats - its the new sport

I've had a brilliant 4 days on my coaching course, full of highs and lows. Its a post graduate certificate so I've loads of reading to do and the writing needs to be formulated in a certain way. This will take some time and is one of the bigger challenges for me.

I guess I will sit down and plan it out in a nice logical way like I do with most things.

Going back to work went ok too. I'd anticipated I might have had trouble changing my mind back from life coach to analytical mode. But it was when I got a bit over emotional at pilates it came as a total surprise to me. I get very frustrated with myself sometimes when I struggle with some of the more difficult moves.

Yes, I know I'm too hard on myself, Yes, I know everyone finds different things hard
but in my head I need to be able to do it.

My poor instructor must have wondered what on earth had happened when I threw down my yoga mat and stamped on it - but she's very lovely and understanding and gave me a big hug.

Now I'm just embarrassed about my outburst.

Where does all my time go?

I am trying to research coaching courses and how to set up a business. But I am still struggling to find the time. Take today as an example.

I get up at 7am, get ready for work, make lunch, throw some washing in.

At 3pm I am sat at my desk eating a rather late lunch, - that 30 mins means that I can ring the bank, the vets and the doctors.

At 4.30pm my office day is done, I pop into town to buy a gift, and go for a piano lesson.

At 6pm, I’m back home, a quick shower and change, a ten minute walk with his Royal Doggyness and appreciation of the glorious countryside on my doorstep.

At 7pm, I sit down to some tea which gives me time to write this. I know I have 30 minutes before attending a Pilates class, pick up Hubby and then meet friends at 9pm. Returning home, I clean my walking boots before going to bed.

It leaves me with 2 options:
Give up on some sleep
Give up working.

I know which I’d prefer!!