There’s something elating about getting up early on a Saturday Morning. Said no chubby runner EVER. What is elating though is running with dinosaur pants on, wearing a Hygge band to bring more attention to your egg shaped fivehead and wearing a bright yellow jacket. Why I need to be seen and reflect all the … Continue reading #figleavesforgem
I hope you’re sat down for this, on Sunday we went for a 10km jog. I know. I’ve lost my mind. No medal, no t-shirt, not for charity. We just went out and did it. Joe and Simon too. We are just a family of absolute nutters. Our running routes on the canal are quite … Continue reading 10km of dreams!
Bazumbas. Jubilees. Nunga Nungas. Baby Feeders. Tattas. Boobies. Fiery Biscuits. Melons. Fried Eggs. Danny DeVito’s or the Mitchel Brothers. Whether they are small, large, up near our chin or near our ankles - all us ladies have them and the majority of us have names for them. Just so you know, mine are my fiery … Continue reading BOOBIES! The difficulty of getting a sports bra correct!
My anxiety has been quite bad recently. If anyone says my name I get overwhelmed with negative thoughts and I start to feel like I have done something wrong. I went to see my Dr about my knee (still giving me jip – maybe I should just resign to the fact that I am a … Continue reading Running to the sound of Nature
Just to start, for those of you that don’t know me personally we have a wonderful Pupper named Simon. His full name is Simon James Stephanie Jamiroquai Astin. But that’s only on Sundays or when he’s misbehaving. I promised my now husband, then boyfriend, 6 years ago that we can get a dog. On two … Continue reading Simon fell in the canal 😦