Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
Anyone that knows me, knows that I frequently over use the phrase… Please get off your phone. Coupled with… Get off your phone now. I find technology to be a necessary evil. I depend on it, my work is all around social media, but I also need time away from it. As do my kids.…
It was less than a week ago, than I sat, an ice cold alcohol free beer in hand, watching the sunset disappear over the Cornish heels. The dog at my feet, the kids out playing with friends, and a group of loved ones around me. It feels like eternity ago. Our annual retreats to Cornwall…
Parents of Britain, unite – we did it – we survived another long summer holiday. Kids intact – tick Parents intact – tick Bank balance – struggling Sanity – wavering Excitement at kids returning to school – overwhelming. Literally, I have never been so organised in my life, packed lunches are done, gym kit,…
Let’s be clear. I have never been a fittie. I am an extremist. I’ve ran marathons, and I have also done nothing but sit on the sofa for 3 years gaining weight steadily through a diet of pizza and wine. I’ve eaten clean and I’ve eaten some right shite. I’ve had little body fat and…
Oh joyous day… The packed lunches are in the fridge, shoes shined by the door, uniforms pressed and book bags ready. Another Summer has been survived and the kids are back at school. Well – one out of three anyway! The youngest goes back tomorrow, and the bigger two head back on Wednesday. As I…
