Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
The twins have their next cross country meet on saturday. We have started prepping already, porridge for breakfast and pasta for tea and lots of fruity goodness in between to ensure we have optimum carb and cal ratio to power those little legs. Nothing better that legging it round a freezing cold field on a…
Picture this… Its hot in the city, the pavements sizzle in the enjoyment of the rare glare of sunshine. The five of us walk through the streets of London shouting with glee everytime we spot a Wenlock and knocking down tourists in order to get the obligatory photo. Together we have strolled almost three miles,…
I ran a marathon sixteen months ago. I remember the deep soaring pain in my legs in the last few miles and I remember the sheer elation as I crossed the finish line just four and a half hours after I started the race. Feeling like you can run a marathon is one fantastic emotion,…
It was one of those days where it was so cold I could see my own breath when I exhaled and I watched memorised as the tendrils of air sailed out of my mouth and into the atmosphere.
I have no love for children’s parties, especially ones that I am in charge of. Hence why it was a bit of a result when I realised that by having twins I have cleverly managed to avoid having separate parties for my eldest pair. I am sure the day will come when my girl and boy…