This year, I thought I had escaped them - the January blahs. I was feeling positively perky at the beginning of the month , but it seems you can run, but you cannot hide. And the dead giveaway for me? Dressing like a bag lady.
You know you are in trouble when you are relieved on days when you can roll out of bed straight into your gym kit, because at least that means you do not have to decide what to wear from the wardrobe of doom. Mine is stuffed full of items, but it seems that all of them are either climatically or sartorially undesireable right now. Or perhaps it is just that my thighs are proving hard to wedge into them. It seems the gym kit might be good in more than one way....
I thought about taking myself shopping. But in all honesty, it is not that my wardrobe is empty, it is just that the will to make the most of what is in it has evaporated. And then I chanced across something that made me think. A blog post by Natalie, with the handle #dressinhappinessdaily.
Because that is what it is all about really - not about what you own, or what size it comes in, but the way it makes you feel. And we all deserve to feel happy - even if it is January and our thighs are monstrous.
So I am paying attention to what I climb into as I climb out of my gym kit. And re-entering The Changing Room (- any of you guys still about?).