Todays been a good day for general life. Not only did I find myself in Dunelm Mills with Mumma Snacks, buying ‘finishing touches’ for the house, but we shockingly found ourselves (man, I’m even a little embarrassede to be admitting this…) but, in their cafe (why else do you think I love that place so […]Read More Day: Sharing and walking-ish
As much as I hate to admit it, I’m starting to lose motivation on the workout front. Mainly because I can’t seem to do anything without dying from loss of breath or feeling uncomfortable because a certain being is starfishing inside of me. So I’m left with “power” walking, and um… yeah, that’s about it. […]Read More Day: Dream Goals
So Biggy Snacks has been looking out for me and made me, what I can only describe as “healthy cr*p” for breakfast – complete with, and served up in a jam jar… I mean, of course, I couldn’t possibly eat it from a bowl. No way jose! That would surely ruin the taste… the look…. the […]Read More Day: Jam Jar Breakfast – obviously
Carrot cake (yeah yeah, I’m back on this one)… If you read this blog on the regs, you’ll know that I am a pretty big fan of Carrot cake. I’m not sure if that’s a subconscious decision due to the fact my mind tells me it’s a ‘healthier’ option. A bit like Banana cake. Surely […]Read More Day: If you can justify it…
I’ve not been to the gym much really since my last boast. And when I say ‘much’, what I really mean is ‘…I haven’t been. At all’.Read More Day: Doggy style workouts – I’m onto a winner!
So today, this happened… permission to judge! I don’t think I need to actually write a post here. You can clearly see for yourself that today was a bad day for the diet. But it’s ok. As with life nowadays, I’m not going to beat myself up about it. Just move on, and continue to […]Read More Day: I let myself go. And I mean… REALLY bad.
Join me here. Do you ever experience that annoying realisation that you have no excuse not to get your ass to the gym. My gear is washed and put neatly away in my drawer. It’s just there… waiting… patiently for me to take it out, put it on and torture myself with an hour on […]Read More Day: I washed my gym gear… this means I must go!?