When I first started seeing Karn, one of my favourite things was the adventure dates he would plan for us. It was such a nice change from the old meal or drinks-related date ideas (although we’ve had a lot of those too!) and a really great way to get to know each other outside of the ‘usual’ date situations. It was also an excellent way to test whether he was brave enough to tackle my overly-competitive nature. [side note: thankfully he was.]…
I don’t know how it happened, but the City2Surf is only five days away. Given that my preparation in 2016 has consisted mainly of eating croissants and ice cream in Paris and drinking hot coffee/chocolate/tea/anything-to-keep-warm in Iceland, I have a feeling this is not going to be the year I set a PB. In fact, for the first time in a long time, I’m mildly concerned about making it to the finish line with my body in one piece. …
In case you missed my Instagram bragging, I’ve just come back from an incredible trip to Iceland and Paris. And when I say incredible, I mean I-N-C-R-E-D-I-B-L-E. Iceland is the most breathtaking country I could have ever imagined… actually scrap that, it’s far more than I even had the capacity to imagine. To give you a brief example, at one stage we were driving along the highway, with the ocean on one side, lava fields on the other, and a glacier behind the lava fields. HOW IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE? And Paris, oh Paris [insert love heart eyes here] well I’d go back in a heartbeat to wander those cobblestone streets if I could….
In case you missed the memo, winter and I are not friends. Frankly, I see winter as the Joker to my Batman, the Voldemort to my Harry Potter, and the Donald Trump to my every-intelligent-human-on-earth….
In exactly three more sleeps, I’m off on holiday for 16 glorious days. I am so incredibly excited that I have to physically restrain myself from going to the airport right now. First stop is Paris, and after a couple of nights there it’s off to my new favourite football nation, Iceland. Bring. It. On….
I have tried a lot of different skincare lines in my time. And I mean a lot. I don’t know whether this makes me a bit of a skin care get-about, or fussy, or indecisive… all I know is that finding something that works for my skin has been difficult, especially now I’m in my early 30s….
Not many things remind me of being a kid quite like skipping. As far as memories-everyone-can-relate-to go, I would put it right up there on the same level as the Home Ice Cream van, Art Attack and coloured zinc cream. Maybe that’s why I don’t find skipping to be too much of a chore… even when I’m whipping myself around the ankles and swearing
loudly under my breath, I can’t stop grinning….
We’ve all skipped out on a workout or two in our time, but when excuses becomes the rule rather than the exception, it’s time to take a look at those excuses, why you’re using them and how to overcome them and re-discover your workout motivation….
Happiness is a funny thing. Have you ever actually sat around and wondered what happiness is and how to be happy? Sometimes it feels big. And sometimes it’s just a teensy tiny glow in your heart. Sometimes it’s expected. And sometimes it comes completely out of nowhere and you’ll find yourself randomly thanking your lucky stars for all the amazing things you have in your life.
A little bit of Googling shows plenty of articles out there with tips on how to LOOK your best in the buff, but – if you ask me – the real issue is in figuring out how to FEEL your best… how to love yourself! It doesn’t matter how textbook-perfect your tummy is or how KK-esque your butt is if you’re carrying negative thoughts about yourself….