Category Archives: fitness
Introducing…Beryl
Beryl lives up our road. Beryl is all sorts of amazing. She walks her dog – at a fair pace – every day, whatever the weather, sometimes with her friend Derrick and his dog who both live a few doors … Continue reading
Running Away from All The Things (very slowly)
I’m not sure what I do can be classed as running away when it’s practically slow motion. It’s more a case of escaping from All The Things for a short time… So many people sent such lovely messages after my … Continue reading
Fun and games with Pop up Sue
I started writing this sitting at the back of a village hall watching twenty older people taking parts in an Age Uk strength and mobility class. That particular class was focussed on strength and coordination; watching Mum was like watching … Continue reading
Cornwall with the new family (not replacing the old family, more of an additional side. These brackets are for the benefit of Sister 2 who thought I might no longer need my blood family. Hopefully this covers it…)
I went to Cornwall over Easter. I didn’t even mention it, did I? It was my first extended time with the boys of Himself as a step mum (or whatever we call people who aren’t actually step parents but are … Continue reading
Sometimes…
Sometimes, even when it’s cold and wet you have to trust that going to the beach will still be fun, because you’re with Sister 1 and Little Pea: …even if you did have a tummy ache and Mummy and Auntie … Continue reading
Maybe I should have stayed on the sofa…
This is what a run looks like when you have got really lost: To be fair, I mostly got lost because two of the roads I needed to go down looked like this: And I tried getting through the brambles … Continue reading
Accidental exhibitionism
You know when you decide to go for a run first thing to deliver an important letter by hand because it will get there faster, only it’s dark so you borrow a fluorescent running top from Himself’s drawer? And you … Continue reading
Trying REALLY hard to relax. And failing.
Before I moved to Beachville I’d been yoga-ing every week for a good few years. I’m not sure if it was the actual yoga, my ridiculously patient teacher or some of the people in the class who became really good … Continue reading
No trainers needed – Ithaca edition
I’m back from a week (mostly) in the sun. Time away from the laptop with family and Himself on the tiny Greek island that I love was fantabulous. Despite having been there quite a few times, I got to … Continue reading
Not my average bank holiday
This weekend was lovely and sunny. I don’t think I’ve ever said that after a UK bank holiday before; I’m not sure anyone has… Himself and I made the most of it. We went to the pub for good food … Continue reading
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