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Archive for May, 2018

How to eat an elephant?

…or what to do when your plate is too full.

Ok, so in the last while I have put myself under a fair bit of pressure and I’m feeling overwhelmed. At least the birthday party is done; and I have manipulated myself out of a few other commitments, but I still have lots on my plate.

  • Workwise I have been given an opportunity to grow my career in a slightly different direction. I am excited about it, and I am pleased at the opportunities it will bring, but at the same time I need to assess what exactly it is going to cost me in terms of time.
  • In my own practice, our senior associate is retiring at the end of June, the party is organised, we await RSVP’s; and then I am responsible for organising a gift for him. I already have my ideas, so just waiting on contributions from colleagues.
  • I am currently the Lead Obstetrician for our hospital, which brings along a whole lot of chores and responsibilities. While it hasn’t been arduous, organising meetings, I feel like I need to be doing more to make sure we maintain a high standard as group of obstetricians.
  • Running Rhodes – now while I realise that I need something to keep me motivated and running, I am nervous about this event. I am loving upping the training; and feeling my body respond, as opposed to where I was last year, when my running went dramatically backwards because of that medication I was given. I am nervous though, I know I am always a bit of a last trainer, and know I do not really have enough time to get the training in I need; but I am going to count on the almost 200km I have done on trails this year to see me through.
  • School commitments have changed. So I was voted onto the SGB (school governing body) at my daughter’s school, and I am slowly now extricating myself from the PTA (Parent teacher association). For those that don’t know, the SGB is more involved in the daily governance of the school – budgets, buildings and maintenance, HR, staffing, discipline and policy setting; while the PTA is the fundraising arm of the school for all the nice extras. I am very pleased to be involved, there are some big changes happening at schools across SA and ours is no different, but I am also realising it is a big commitment.

Guys, what I am trying to do, is just break things up into some small bite sized pieces, that I can deal with one at a time. Because that is how you eat an elephant.

(and once all these things are attended to, then there is my family; and myself – I’ll get to me, one day)


Another year

…another party! And it looks like it was a success! I hope I am making awesome memories for my daughter; I am certainly having fun, completely exhausting myself all the way to martyrdom!

 The children arrived

 We played some games!

 We went on an adventure walk and a scavenger hunt.

 We won some prizes.

 We partied with friends, family and cake!

 And went home with dirty feet and sweetie jars!

Party prep

…ok, so I am exhausted, but we are nearly there – party prep is in full swing, 2:30 tomorrow and it will all be on the way, and by 4:30 done!

  • Cake – is made and dirty iced. The fondant and figures will be added today.
  • Sugar crystals – all grown and must just be dried tonight.
  • Macarons – yes, I have that child who asks for macarons for her party, seriously! Made and must just be sandwiched together tonight (I use nutella for these ones, so super easy)
  • Biscuits – made and iced and good to go.
  • Fudge and Smudge – done
  • Chicken and Ham rolls – to be done in the morning tomorrow.
  • Pin the tail on the fox – done
  • Hedgehog ring toss – done, including the rings
  • Scavenger hunt bags – to be printed
  • Necklaces – to be used as prizes for the scavenger hunt – done.
  • Sweetie jars – to take home, done
  • Decor – done – except for the moss and some pine cones.
  • Thandi’s dress – done.

I can’t wait to share the photos with you guys!


And so it was, in the blink on an eye, I became a mom of a 7 year old!

Thanks for choosing me to be your mom, I know I’d choose you every time.

The value

vs the cost of running.

Shoes R2000+; kit R500; socks R200; sports bra R800 (yes, you read that right!)


Watching the sky start to pink up, getting lungs full of fresh (freezing) air, connecting with friends, having the endorphin buzz –  PRICELESS!

(Hitting a pothole on the way to said run, damaging a tyre, having to replace said tyre – R5600!)

The alignment of the stars

…so given that my last post here was about getting my running groove back, and putting my tears and fears aside, unshackling my pride and just doing it, it would seem to be almost unsurprising the phone call I received on Friday afternoon. There I was minding my business, running to a delivery when I received a call offering me an entry into the Rhodes Trail run. In 7 weeks!

Eeeek! Ultra ready in 7 weeks, ultra trail ready in 7 weeks! Talk about motivation! Some back ground – the Rhodes trail run is a 52km trail, run in extremely inhospitable terrain in the foothills of the Drakensburg mountains in South Africa (before you think Rhodes, Greece) in the dead of winter, often through snow. I worked in the district where Rhodes is in 2000, and on one weekend landed up visiting Rhodes and it happened to be the very day of the run – so since 2000, this has been at the back of my mind. In 2016 I joined the waiting list – one needs to be on it for at least a year before you can even be considered for a substitution, and generally many years elapse between joining the list and getting an entry. A friend of mine won this entry, and is injured, they don’t usually allow transferring of entries, but they said, since she was a wild woman, she could choose one of her group to do it in her place and she chose me!

So here we are – running again, looking after myself as best I can – for the next 7 weeks – its eat, sleep, run! (and a birthday or 2 along the way!)

Doing it

…like Nike said.

So after confessing my anxiety here yesterday, I committed to a run this morning with my old original running group. The one that the last time I joined, ran away from me, leaving me in the dark and alone in a dodgy part of town. I was anxious as hell. Would I keep up? Would I make the full distance? I think enough people knew my sorry tale, so I always had some company; and I really enjoyed it. I ran harder than I’d done in long time, I was super proud to finish, albeit at the back.

I think over the past year, with all my health drama, I have taken my eye off the main prize here – just the joy of getting outdoors, working up a sweat, running my stress out of my brain and enjoying time with my running friends.

Here’s to a new chapter – I know I’ll have some rough days when my brain will want to override me, but I’m trusting I’m strong enough!