Last week I wrote about logging off Facebook more as a way to manage time. Over Christmas and New Year because there was a little downtime I was checking into Facebook and the rest more than usual. But then once I got back to work, I was STILL logging in. I could feel myself getting out of control. Continue reading “Logging off … an update”
So I’ve logged off Facebook. I know it must seem like “yeah and …. ?!” to a lot of people, but to me, it’s not so straightforward.
First swim of the year down at Cudgeon Creek this afternoon. And despite a little sunburn (what was I thinking not putting on sunscreen!?!?!?), I continue to be amazed at just how I’ve learned to give-n0-fcks about going into the water. Continue reading “Fat Girl Swimming …”
How many challenges can I do in one year? I wish I could clone myself. Continue reading “How many “challenges” can I do in one year?”
2018 – my last year in my forties, no longer a mum of kids/teens, not working by myself in the business.
Some of the big things in 2018 included – Continue reading “Bye 2018, it was a good year”
This week Vernon and I headed to Woodford Folk Festival to participate in the Speakers and Ideas stream curated by Michael and Ludmila Doneman of Edgeware Creative Entrepreneurship. Continue reading “Woodford 2018: 12 hours, 2 presentations, lots of yarning”
Maybe it’s the time of year – summer, NY resolution time, Christmas – but it just seems again that the body and fat shaming is at an all-time high. Continue reading “Tis the season to hate my body … tra la la la la la la la la”
I am back in the trainee seat for the next few months as I do Edgeware‘s latest program at the Old Ambo Station in Nambour. I’m loving it of course – Michael and Ludmila are wonderful facilitators and are an absolute joy to be around. Continue reading “8 Secrets to Success – learning to push”
They don’t tell you about the brain fog. You do everyone right – eat well, exercise, sleep – but your brain doesn’t focus. Continue reading “The brain fog”
When my mum was the age I am now, she started going to the gym. She really enjoyed it. Despite already having a physical job – she was a school cleaner – she loved doing weights and cardio. I was in my early twenties and a few times I’d go along with her, but I wasn’t into it – probably too busy with my new boyfriend – and looking back didn’t really support her journey. Continue reading “Shaping a new normal … up early on a Saturday morning”