“I don’t know how you do it,” is a question I’m faced with almost daily.
When I tell people what I “do” I’m often given a blank face in response. Because I don’t just “do” one thing. I’m a mum, a radio presenter and a writer.
I write lots of things – feature articles, commercial copy for websites, blog posts, and more blog posts. I write stuff for the radio, stuff for magazines and stuff for websites.
So, I earn my money writing and talking.
I spend my mornings doing radio stuff, hauling myself out of bed at 3.30am and hitting the motorway, presenting a radio show and then doing all the prep and planning for said radio show. My afternoons are spent with my mum hat on, chasing my toddler around a park or splashing in a swimming pool.
The writing happens in the evening, once she’s gone to bed. And at weekends.
“Me time” is a foreign concept. It happens rarely. But when it does I TOTALLY make the most of it.
That’s why last weekend’s Cycletta wasn’t as huge a task as I’d feared. Yes it was tough cycling 40k having done zero training. Yes my legs hurt and my backside went numb. But there were moments on that bike ride when it was just me and the countryside.
Those moments of pure peace are few and far between in my life at the moment. So I drank in Every. Last. One.
Cycletta – worth the sore legs if it means even ten minutes tranquility and space to think in an otherwise hectic life.
You should try it.