It's no secret that I've tried and tested a lot of exercise trends. From Barre Concept to Boot Camp, I've sweated my butt in all sorts of positions in an attempt to lose weight and get fit. But this week I took my fitness quest to a whole new level and I got myself a personal trainer. Oh pants. Now there is no getting out of this one. No hiding at the back of the class. No pausing for breaks when it all gets a little too much. Nope...it's just me and my trainer making sure that I do every single squat and lunge and that I'm constantly tightening up my core muscles...triffic.
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Saturday, 20 September 2014
I realised that twelve years ago this week I started university, I almost passed out. How can that be? Where the heck has that time gone? It seems like only yesterday I was hung over during lectures, screaming with laughter down the Halls of Residence at 3am and doing shots of Archers on a Monday night. Oh the good old days...
Friday, 19 September 2014
One of the down sides of having Coeliac Disease is deciding what to eat, particularly if you're trying to eat healthily. Yes it's amazeballs that you can now get gluten free pancakes and croissants but if you're trying to lose weight these gluten free alternatives aren't too kind on the waist line, unless you plan on burning off an additional 500 calories a day. No thank you. One can all too easily find themselves in a groundhog day food slump, rotating the same bog standard meals and when meal times start becoming dull and tasteless, you know it's time to make some changes.
Sunday, 14 September 2014
Sometimes you need to have a little meltdown that forces you to step back and take a moment to prioritise your life a bit. Over the last year I seem to have got in a bad habit of putting an incredible amount of pressure on myself to do something productive with every waking second of my life and it's starting to take its toll. I always feel like I need to be doing something.
If I'm not working on the blog, then there are always errands to run, housework to do, exercising to attempt, jobs to check off and people to see, leaving little time to just sit and relax. I've always been a busy chick, but I've usually been good at making time to take stock and recharge my batteries, but not of late. Since starting the blog, it may have provided a perfect distraction, but it has also dissolved my ability to just be.
Saturday, 13 September 2014
Probably the worst part of this whole TTC (Trying to Conceive) malarkey, aside from spending a fortune on pregnancy tests and having hospital visits in the same frigging department with pregnant ladies, is that initial moment when you hear the news that other people are pregnant. It's an issue that might not sound like a big deal to some, but to most girls, it's these moments which sometimes cause us the most pain and to momentarily lose control of our rational senses. I touched on this a little in my first fertility post. It's a flashing moment, where time seems to stand still, while you attempt to digest the information and form a rational response on the surface, when inside your brain and your heart are sent into a crazed frenzy of frantic emotions.
It's something that I can only describe as bittersweet digestion.
Sunday, 7 September 2014
When I heard the weather man smugly inform his listeners that we're in for a heatwave that could last until November, I wasn't entirely impressed. As much as I love the sun, I love our English autumn even more. I love the change in the air as the trees begin to golden with their beautiful autumnal shades, before shedding and showering the ground below. The fresh crisp mornings that slowly morph into warm and sunny afternoons. By the time September rolls around I've had enough of my summer wardrobe and even my feet are even crying out for the comfort of shoes and boots after a harsh summer of pavement pounding in un-supporting flip flops. Pass me a pashmina...
Saturday, 6 September 2014
Happy Birthday to my blog, Happy Birthday to my blog, Happy Birthday to my blooogggg, Happy Birthday to my blog! You get the point right? Yay! Exactly one year ago today I sent my very first blog post out into the cyber space unknown...one hundred and seventy (gosh) posts, an array of brilliant experiences, an award nomination and whole lotta blog love later, and here we are celebrating one amazing first year of blogging. And what better way to mark the occasion than with a reader giveaway...whoop whoop!