New term, ouch!

Well here we are again. Just a couple of weeks into the new term and the annual terror that already I am burnt out has kicked in. As a reception teacher I have just completed my first week with actual children and have come away with a cold and a familiar sinking feeling that perhaps I have made a terrible mistake with my chosen career and actually i'd like to start a new quiet life in the country.

After allowing myself a day to wallow in self pity I have forced myself to face some home truths.
1, I weirdly like my job, its just hard.
2, I wouldn't like a quiet life in the country.
3, I can't blame anyone else.
4, I still haven't become somebody who exercises which I have been planning to be for about 15 years now.

Returning to my last point. Why is this so hard. I know that it is really good for positive thinking, improving the old mental health and may even mean I am not totally victim to my monthly cycle, yet still I resist.

Well here I am yet again about to embark on attempt number 572 to introduce exercise into my life. it's out there now. I humbly commit in this first minimal attempt to swim every week for 1 month. I am starting small, so wish me luck and hold me to account if i don't do it.
I'd love to hear about your early term experiences, or your attempts to keep positive thinking post and share.