For some reason it has taken me quite some time to decide it is OK to write this post. Not sure why. It is not as if I am revealing anything earth-shattering but on the other hand it still feels a little self-indulgent. I am hopeful that sharing on this particular topic will actually be helpful to others but it is more personal than most of my other posts. Nevertheless what else is a personal blog other than a vehicle to externalise that which dominates the mind and do so among friends.
So, the purpose of this post is to share with you an experience which has become somewhat of a tradition after all these years. Without it I find that life starts to get out of whack. No, really. Without a regular ‘debrief‘ with my closest mates my mental health starts to suffer. It was only after discussing this with my wife Nicole did I realise how important the ‘debriefs’ were to me but also it was important to her that I have them.
‘Debrief’ is always punctuated as such because my wife and my mates’ wives always have a wry smile when we say we were having a debrief. It represents a not even thinly veiled code for us simply getting together to talk. The tradition of the ‘debrief’ has come about as a result of a renewed commitment to our health and fitness. A re-commitment to exercise was for our physical well-being. Little did we know how much our mental well-being would also benefit from the tradition also. Continue reading