Since I got my car, I can get up approximately 20 minutes later and still have loads and loads of time to get ready at a far more leisurely pace than I used to when I got public transport. A couple of times I’ve even had time for a quick cooked breakfast, like a boiled egg with soldiers, instead of throwing cereal down my neck and top then running for the bus. I don’t know whether it’s that extra 20-minute doze, or the reduced stress of a journey that takes 20 pleasant minutes rather than 50 anxious ones (which were divided thus: walk, wait for bus, get bus, walk, wait for train, get train, walk, wait for bus, get bus, walk), but I feel so much more energetic at the moment. Even the fact that it takes just as long to get home as it used to doesn’t bother me – going home is a treat not a trauma. I feel so much better than I may even start getting up early again to run, although I still have an iffy ankle and dodgy knees.

On top of that, I’ve taken up water drinking on a massive scale again – at least 1.5l a day at work, plus non-caffeinated drinks. It takes a little discipline not to throw down the placebo decaf coffee, but it seems to be keeping my brain hydrated and functioning better.

As for repressed emotions, hm, I am more and more convinced that they are related. But I have a fab new tool to deal with those. Squeee! It’s ace. All will become clear. Since I was recently diagnosed with a depressive relapse (whoo yay!) I’ve decided to take a couple of months off coaching pretty soon and concentrate on personal development, with my attitudes towards various issues, relaxation, stress and self-care/esteem amongst others, taking centre stage. I suspect that the weight issue will at least partially resolve itself as I start dealing with these.