Nothing remains the same for any length of time. Life is constantly shifting and moving beneath our feet. And while on the surface this is a rather depressing thought, it needn't be if we learn how to embrace change and unpack its blessings. Because with each painful change comes the opportunity for new growth and new possibilities.
Things have definitely improved since the Olympics finished. But not quite as dramatically as everyone hoped. If the Olympics and Edinburgh were like some kind of patronage divorce - forcing punters to choose between one or the other; then now that the dust has settled, just like in a real divorce, everyone is flat broke.
The Fringe is nearly upon us and I'm going through that classic 'why on earth did I agree to do this' phase of the preparation process. Unfortunately for me that phase has lasted for, well, lets see, it started in May... How is it July now? How?
I'm the sort of person who has always done even moderation in extremes. Last month, on a trip to a&e (sprain) I was asked if I was an athlete. Apparently my resting pulse rate is 47. Im a bit wary of sounding like Samantha brick here, but being a long established dog walker means I am super busy, very fit and always running and walking.