Taking my makeup off with face wipes is now ‘the norm’ since returning to work after the Christmas period. I don’t understand why my face doesn’t do trips to the basin at night anymore! I’m only 25 years of age… I should not be this lethargic and bedbound (or “room-bound” should I say).
It’s got to be said that I do frighten myself in the morning from time to time. I always look in the mirror and see a raccoon/panda hybrid with my face underneath. You know, if you work for World Wildlife Federation, or have a penchant for pandas and/or raccoons, you might think that could seem cute. I, myself, love pandas and raccoons but not when it’s merged with my face like some abnormal (and the epitome of failure) Snapchat face-swap attempt.
I’m writing this post to raise awareness for lazy derrières like mine in a hope that they’ll get up from the comfort of their beds and make the far-and-wide trip to their bathroom. It’ll all be worth it (like L’Orèal) in the end. As the saying doesn’t but should go: “if it’s not worth it, it’s not the end”. You’ll feel fresh as a daisy. 🙂
*I brush my teeth after eating my dinner at 6pm* so, in hindsight, washing my face then could work!
Today was my second day attending my new gym. I met a personal trainer who seems absolutely incredible. She’s a life coach, nutritionist and a PT. She is actual ‘goals’! I love how positive she is, how empathetic she is and her view of health and fitness made so much sense. She wasn’t chatting for the sake of it or thinking with her purse… She was speaking to me the way a friend would. Advising me, for FREE!
She was so easy to talk to that I admitted to her that I struggle to stay motivated and continue with a fitness routine because I get bored. I also told her that I love to eat sweets and drink sugary things (on occasion, regular occasions) – which in my opinion – is half way to sorting the problem. Before, I couldn’t even tell a personal trainer that I eat the wrong foods or don’t exercise regularly. But, I realise now that I wasn’t fooling anyone because they’re not stupid. They could tell, especially after getting out of breath after a 1 minute and a half’s run on a treadmill…
For the first time, I was honest and I told her that I’ve wasted PTs time (previously) and that I don’t want another one yet because I’m still not ready. She just said “it’s a journey” and I’ve got to want it before committing – which is so true (and I knew that anyway but it never really dawned on me).
All I know is that I could’ve waited for my new trainers to be delivered (which still haven’t been dispatched even) before I started going to the gym, but I didn’t. I went in my old trainers because I’m motivated now. I want to change my shape, my mind, my body and my soul. All of those change when we start exercising. We think clearer, perform better and become even better versions of ourselves.
The moral of this post is: don’t put something off. Don’t find an excuse. Do it. Go. Don’t wait for the New Year or a new day to start a fresh. Do whatever you want to do now. If you don’t do it at the time you promised yourself you would, you’ll either forget or get lazy.
Another pearl of wisdom from PT lady:
don’t lose weight or tone up for a wedding, a party or a holiday. Do it for your future and most of all – do it because you want to continue afterwards.
I have done this plenty of times. The issue with that is that I’d put on the weight and then some after I lose it. Losing weight too quick is never good. Take your time, don’t expect a quick fix.
Apparently, you’re going to need to go to the gym three times a week for 3months before you see a visable difference in your shape. I’m going to attempt to go everyday. Even if I just go on the cross trainer. I mean, when work finishes for the day – what’s my excuse for not going to the gym? I’ve got time. I was just lazy.
This is my pledge that I’m going to dedicate an hour a day to the Cross Trainer and Treadmill followed by a sauna and steam session. If I can get on the rowing machine or weights (which the latter will be the death of me) – even better!
I also met the Zumba instructor who invited me to a class next week. See, I love Zumba but I stopped going because I don’t know how to dance and I don’t want to stick out like a sore thumb in a room full of Samba-ers. However, I’m going to go. I’m going to challenge myself to learn to dance and I’m going to get in shape, tone up and above all, get healthier. Even if I don’t learn to dance, I’ll just move around, sweat buckets and hope for the best.
There’s no better a time to start than now – after all, tomorrow is never promised.
This is just a quick message to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. Whatever you’re getting up to, enjoy it! Surround yourself with amazing people, eat the most glorious food and be merry.
Christmas is a time for celebrating Jesus, Christianity, life and our own blessings big or small. There is a lot to be thankful for. If you’ve got a roof over your head, clothes on your back, food in your tummy and a handful of close friend and/or a family that support + love you, you’re luckier than you think! The rest is just a luxury…
Say what you want about 2016 but it has been a pretty rubbish year for politics, celebrities (death), and current affairs. I am so glad that Marks and Spencer and John Lewis have chosen to create light-hearted, warm Christmas adverts that make us feel like all is not lost.
As much as I loved John Lewis’ advert, I do think that the one that stood out to me above the rest was Marks & Spencer’s. No, I am not being biased because although I love M & S’ food, drinks, clothes (and just about everything else), I feel as though it shouldn’t matter when choosing a favourite Christmas advert. I mean, I spend much of my time (and money) in John Lewis’ make-up and perfume section as it is!
I think, being a lady who’s always striven to get the message out there that women shouldn’t be limited to what they can and can’t do, Janet McTeer‘s role is pivotal in getting this across. She’s elegant, glamorous, oozes class and sophistication. The Oscar-nominated star plays the doting wife of Santa, supporting her husband by fulfilling a last-minute request made by seven-year-old Jake who wants to please his 11-year-old sister Anna after months of squabbles. He contacts Santa & Mrs Claus in a bid to resolve a situation where Tiger (the family dog) ate Anna’s favourite trainers.
After receiving his letter, Mrs Claus sets off in a helicopter no less (she don’t do things by halves, you get me?!) “slaying” the streets of North Pole on her quest to find the nearest M&S so she can pop in and pick up a pair of the brightest, most beautiful sparkly red trainers (in keeping with her red clothing theme) to deliver to Jake.
Thankfully, Mrs Claus manages to save the day and Jake makes up with his big sister, bringing the family together for a lovely, jolly and merry Christmas.
All puns aside, it’s a stunning advert that portrays feminism, family values and the spirit of Christmas perfectly – and it also helps that it’s cleverly advertising the products sold at M&S too – those mince pies for instance… In the words of Joey Essex: “NAUGHTY!” 😋
P.S. you CAN’T buy the helicopter or the North Pole from M & S so don’t even try it…