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Self Care

Alternative title: This post is brought to you by my duvet (aka the cocoon), a huge mug of builder’s style tea (because nothing says “bitch I got this” like strong sweet Yorkshire tea – yes I said Yorkshire tea! None of that Earl Grey shite! Brewtopia all the way!) and “I see Fire” by Ed Sheeran on repeat (everyone needs a battle song right? Whaddya mean “Eye of the Tiger” would have been better? Ed’s totally got my back! Right Ed? ED?!).

Recently I’ve been allowing the stressors of everyday life to get the better of me and, dearest reader, it is not a pretty sight when that happens. I binge on caffeine, I smush junk into my chops, I don’t sleep, my brain becomes an epic turd-bag, I end up with snotty sniffly lurgy and I push my body to breaking point while disobeying Wheaton’s Law with every interaction I have with it.

I throw myself face first into burn out. I allow it to happen.

And then, just like that, a moment of clarity happens … Usually when sat on the crapper with Anxiety squits or when a lack of judgement leaves you dangling by an ankle in Aerial Silks (sans squits) or, this time round, it was because I found myself watching some random show at 3am about plastic surgery going wrong as I seriously considered getting ass implants all the while emptying litres of snot from my nostrils (seriously, how much mucus can one body create?!).

Which is why I’m now taking time out; huddled in a duvet, drinking tea, music blaring with Sudocrem on my face* – yes I know Sudocrem is a nappy rash cream, no I don’t think it’s weird … Ok so maybe it’s a little bit weird. Not as weird as using Hemorrhoid cream on crows feet (not me personally, no really!) but still pretty weird.

Anyway, back to the point I started to make before I got distracted … My body has basically thrown an intervention and I’m forced to admit that I haven’t been listening to it as well as I should have.

My main focus shouldn’t have been work, work, work … I should have been ensuring my health was a-ok. Instead of going through the motions at exercise classes or traipsing around the hills I should have been paying attention to the moments when my body physically couldn’t take anymore, I should have made more of an effort to do more Yoga (I’ve been avoiding it in favour of lying in bed), water over coffee, veggies over fried crap, yada yada yada … I know what I should be doing.

We all know what we should be doing.

And while I concede that these are all jolly good ideas, I’ve come to realise that being too stringent in a pursuit of the perceived notion of self-care can be just as damaging. Having a healthy diet shouldn’t mean refusing yourself a cherry bakewell scoop of ice cream with a waffle cone (oh man, cherry bakewell ice-cream, so much love!), having an exercise regime shouldn’t feel like a chore (if you need a rest day take a rest day), yes meditation is an amazing idea (but have you ever tried forcing yourself to try it when suffering a migraine?) …

Sometimes self-care can be as little as remembering to take your meds in the morning, a nap in the afternoon or as full on as a spa day. It changes depending on what you need on any given day. And only you can determine what that will be.

It’s a moment by moment thing.

And in this moment … I think I need to doze.



Have this little dude to keep me company … (pic is from my Insta)


So folks – what does self-care mean to you?

R x

*  For those who are curious – my Acne has responded really well to having Sudocrem masks in the evenings. I thought it was utter bullpoop too when it was suggested but after a recent outbreak (probably caused by the burn out) that I just couldn’t control I thought I’d give it a go. Guess my skin likes it … For now.


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  1. I probably shouldn’t be laughing, but I am. What a way with words.

    Can’t beat Yorkshire Tea by the way.

    Pretty crap at self-care myself, it usually involves sitting on the sofa of a night, drinking tea and having a nap. 🙂

    • Ruebi

      I love Yorkshire Tea (I know that is really bad coming from a Lancashire lass but I’m totally ok with saying it is the tea of the gods!) … When I go on holiday I end up fussing about the lack of it (as though every country in the world should keep stock of it) and realise that more often than not it’s my only reason for getting on the plane home at the end of the trip!!!

      Also, how awesome is napping?! 🙂

  2. Self care means finding time to do my back exercises and taking the dogs for long walks every day but never ever drinking strong sweet tea – sorry but that is just vile. Slurps a cup of green tea and gthen heads out with the hounds 🙂 #pocolo

    • Ruebi

      …Vile? Blasphemy! 😀 That said, I tend to reserve the sugary tea for days when I’m really ill, almost like a mini treat to cheer myself up! (Sugar free cuppas the rest of the time). What breed of dogs do you have? What’re they called? Love finding out about people’s pets! My (not so little) pup is currently chewing up his squeaky sheep toy 🙂

  3. Loved this post 🙂 very nice to read something this open on a blog!! 🙂 I find that I need to have a few hours where I just have a moment to myself and breath! taniamichele.blogspot.co.uk

    • Ruebi

      Thank you Tania! 🙂 I think at some point we all just need a bit of time out to just breathe and regroup … I am terrible when it comes to Self-Care, I have all these good intentions that end up falling apart as I run face first into burn out. I should know better by now! x

  4. For me self-care is all about giving myself time. Time to write, time to be me, time to be quiet. Rushing around after two boys is exhausting so time does it for me. It sounds like that doze is just what you need too. Hope you’re feeling better soon hun. Thanks for linking to #PoCoLo

    • Ruebi

      My yoga instructor teaches us how important it is to just stop, breathe and be in the moment … Even if it’s just when waiting for the kettle to boil. Everyday life is so hectic and often the need for time out is overlooked, we forget how necessary it is. I am a nightmare for ignoring what my body needs until it throws a tantrum! xx

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