Yes I’m a big fan of the Olympics. Is that what has spurred me on to attempt to get fit/healthy/somewhat presentable? No, the fact that Summer bodies are made in Winter, AND I keep glimpsing old photo’s and wishing I was as fat as I was back then, when I thought I was fat. This … More Just loading the starting gun…
Sometimes for the biggest trips in your life, you don’t need your passport. These aren’t always the best journeys, at the time they could be the most painful experiences you feel that you are going to ever have to go through, at least you wish you never have to live it again. Then, after, once … More Disclaimer: this is intense. Welcome to my world.
I really don’t care for feet, but I like them more than my ex. Anyway, this isn’t a post about how I rate body parts and then compare them to unfortunate wasted years, this is a post about listening to my body, and learning to not abuse it. Starting from the bottom up. Not literally … More My ex said I talked too much. My feet have informed me that I walk too much.
You wait for a bus, it doesn’t show, you walk ten minutes down the road, and two will pass you on your journey. This post therefore, is that second bus going past you as you’ve just about given up waiting for my next blog post. What on earth have I been up to over the … More Who used that Neuralyzer on me?!
Chuckling to myself at 8am today when I heard the phrase, “Ready? 3, 2, 1….”, instantly then saying, quirkily, in my head, “Contenders, you, will go, on my first whistle. Gladiators, you, will go, on my second whistle…”, obviously in a Scottish accent, not all of you will get that reference, but to those that … More Del Boy said running away just wears out your shoes. Many say running for fun makes you smile. I agree with both.