Category Archives: fitness
What is your heart’s desire?
Because I have to run in whole kilometers (because I am a bit odd like that), on my seafront runs I have particular places I turn depending on how far I am going. There is one turning point where I … Continue reading
Stupid, soggy, but smiley
One thing I like about running is that in lycra, everyone is on an equal playing field. You can’t tell who has money, who has a high powered job, you can’t even tell who is actually good at running as … Continue reading
Exercise-ness
In Bumpkinsville I had my lovely yoga class, my very happy fitball class, and a fantastic group that I ran with each week. In Beachville, things have been a bit more tricky. I joined a yoga class, but the focus … Continue reading
The recognised link between cake and running
Himeslf is a runner. I am a lolloper. Before I moved to Beachville we talked about – once he was all London marathoned out – getting me to a level where I could attempt a half marathon. Weeellllll…talking and doing … Continue reading
Idyllic Ibiza. Mostly without, you know: people.
A quiet holiday with no Pog moments is what I desperately wanted this year after the mishaps of the last few. Especially as I quite liked the idea of Himself thinking I am a grown up, just occasionally, and this … Continue reading
colourful smiles
Pog tips of the day: If you ache from your exercise exertions yesterday from the moment you open your eyes, you’re unlikely to do a fast run in an hours time. Ignorning the fact that one of the hook and … Continue reading
Saturday smiles
Smile 1: Walking up to find rainbows in your house: Smile 2: Being shown a local park with lots of outdoor gym equipment – basically a grown ups playgroups – and spending an hour playing. (Note: Don’t take a photo … Continue reading
A different view on running
Going for a run in Bumpkinsville was mainly about the greeness and the wildlife. I’ve been mostly running around a lovely park since I got here, but thought I should explore a bit more. Today’s run couldn’t have been further from … Continue reading
Braving Beachville yoga
I’m not very good at meeting new people. I’d rather Norman gouged my eyes out than have to walk into a room of people that I don’t know on my own. If I don’t stutter when I try talking, I say … Continue reading
Week 1 in Beachville
It’s been a week. The good news is that Norman, Himself and I seem to be managing pretty well with our change in living arrangements. There isn’t really any bad news, now that Norman has stopped crying. Despite the drugs … Continue reading
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