I've had a lovely day. It's a shame that my week off has come to an end (not that I exactly work, although looking after a one year old and a four year old even if closely related by marriage is still a fair amount of labour), but I am relaxed and refreshed and definitely caught up on my sleep! It also feels as though the exercise is being to have an effect on my mood, or and indeed more likely that the doubling of my anti-depressant is starting to show an impact other than make me mildly nauseous and colder than usual.
Whatever, today has been a good day. A lovely long sleep, a lazy morning, a late breakfast of overnight oats, quick shower and change and head for the bowling alley. I was only going to spend an hour there as it was already about four o'clock when I arrived, but our team's anchor and coach was already there and bowling league-style over two lanes. It would have been rude not to join him, and he's usually glad of the company. I bowled a couple of games with him, which were pretty horrible, and took ages because midway through the second the lanes were oiled (which takes a little while) and we were switched up a couple of lanes as a result. He decided he was done, as his mood wasn't the sunniest and although he wasn't scoring badly by most people's reckoning, he has something like 13 300 series in 45 years of bowling and so scoring 180, 190 is Not Good Enough. Considering the physical limitations he has to deal with, I think he plays pretty amazingly: the night I scored a 169, which at that time was my highest score ever, he scored a 268.
After he left, I decided I would practice a while longer and worked on my left arm position and on getting behind and through the ball on my release, as well as making sure my right hand stayed on the right hand side of the ball all the way through the backswing to the release. Coach has been trying to get me to cradle the weight of the ball in my left hand as I take my first step, something that allows for a more natural backswing and thus a more shall we say solid delivery. I've found that quite hard, as my left shoulder was partially dislocated for a good five years and so my left arm is a little weaker, not to mention my elbow was completely dislocated as a three year old and is still a little sort of odd! Anyway, I have come round to the idea that maybe I can manage to do this without it being too painful or putting too much stress on my arm, so I thought I'd have a concerted crack at it. 140, 130, 137.That's a pretty fair three-game series for me, as my league average is 113 (I gained a pin and lost a pin in successive weeks, having been languishing at 112 for weeks on end). It still feels odd, and my left arm was SO tired by the time I finished, but I can really see the difference and understand how to make it work. The fact that I didn't always get the ball into the right hand pocket is by the by, I can see and feel how it should all fit together, and the proof of it all is that I was consistently getting a ball speed in excess of 10 mph, even on spare balls with my plastic ball.
All that bowling racked up a good 6,000 steps or so, then I nipped in to Aldi on the way home and picked up a few bits and pieces we needed. I'd already put dinner in the slow cooker around noon, and it was all ready to eat when I got in. Very good indeed it was, too, and I finished it off with 40 g of Cadbury mini eggs and some sour fruit chews - and am a little over 400 calories under my daily calorie intake, which compensates for the couple of days where I've been a little bit over.
I finished up my day with a nice walk with the dog. Having done that, and got up to 11,500 steps for the day, I made my breakfast (overnight oats with strawberry, PB2 powder, chia seeds, oats, yogurt, milk, and pumpkin pie spice), made my lunch (cheese and turkey sandwich skinny), put the coffee on for the morning and then sorted out the cat boxes. Just have to log the food for tomorrow and then I can go to bed!
That's one whole week under my belt, and I'm delighted with it! I feel good, I can already feel the difference in the way my jeans fit and I'm just feeling brighter and more positive about life in general.
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