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Yoga FLAME/SHAME(?) nah.

Yesterday, I attended my first yoga-class. (First in about 10 years.) the teacher said we were not allowed to drink any water during. I wasn’t happy about that and considered walking out. But I stayed and breathed on. Before starting, I asked the yoga teacher if it is aimed at ‘beginners?’ He said, ‘anyone canContinue reading “Yoga FLAME/SHAME(?) nah.”

Try

Do you ever wish you had tried something earlier? Often I fear change and avoid it where possible. However, I recently came across red/lentil penne pasta, during a recent visit to @MarksAndSpencer yesterday, I made some and it was delicious. During my meal, I thought about all those opportunities I’ve passed up: events I’ve missed,Continue reading “Try”

Tea Time with Pukka

Late last night, I made a mug of Pukka Tea, #PukkaCleanse to be exact. After consuming a large portion of battered chips 😔I felt a combination of sadness, disappointment and the need to fix it. The taste (for me) was awful. But I downed it, I finished to whole cup. It’s goodness that will noContinue reading “Tea Time with Pukka”

Mind The Gap

#MindTheGap #ThighGap #ThunderThighs #Curves #BeYourself

The Hold Up – Sports Bras

It has taken me months to locate a ‘high support,’ sportsbra. I’ve tried on so many from Adidas and Nike (hard to purchase my size) I must say the Adidas sports bras look amazing on the mannequins. They’re impossible to get on, some appear to have been designed by a man…no offence. Finally, I triedContinue reading “The Hold Up – Sports Bras”

Fat is Fat, let’s be factual.

I purchased a box of frozen Angus beef burgers, recently. I fried them one day and grilled the rest! The grilled version left behind all that from 1 burger. Here I saw my veins, my air-intake, my heartbeat, my life. All greased up and fattened up for my crave, for processed greasy foods. It willContinue reading “Fat is Fat, let’s be factual.”

Stretchmarks 😒 Love

Over the years I’ve noticed stretchmarks appearing all over my body. And last year, they started on my stomach.  Before I used to fear getting intimate with a partner, through fear that they’ll find my stretchmarks unattractive. Caused me to end relationships, even before they got going. Through fear, I hid my body behind layersContinue reading “Stretchmarks 😒 Love”