37: In this episode I talk about a new found baking enthusiam and share a lockdown story featuring me trying to be my own chiropodist. Warning - the second part is a tiny bit gruesome - nothing major but wanted to give you a heads up.
Fresh cookies for breakfast? Yes please. The joys of being an adult and making my own decisions.
This morning it’s Sencha Cherry Tea. I like it, it’s got a refreshing sweet taste but i’m dubious of the flavouring that’s also added. I love the purity of tea, so i’m not sure i’m getting the real deal if unknown flavourings are in there too. What even is it?
Well hello there.
I remember the enticing aroma of baked cookies as a kid at school. A feast for my senses. These were crispy on the outside and soft and chocolatey on the inside. Goo central. Just the best.
I give you the oozing chocolate chip cookie cake. Have to wait another ten mins to nom them and it’s pretty tough going.
Day 12. This was an intense workout today including 111 star jumps. I am the Star Jump Queen! Every day a few more. I’m so grateful my body can do them. It didn’t used to be able. But now it actually likes them. It can’t stop. Someone told me I should do more weight bearing exercises. I never understood what that truly meant until now. I feel my connection with the ground waking up. Getting stronger. Opening. Usually I spend so little time in deep connection with the floor. Supporting myself. Wholly. So now, when I jump and land on the floor, signals are sent to my brain and I feel different. More aligned. More cleansed. Like I’m being shaken awake. I’m a kid again. I’m buzzing. On the apparatus in the school hall. Jumping, leaping, zooming. I’m back. My belly’s getting smaller because my core is getting stronger. Brilliant.
Time for Tea. The lemon flavours really come through. Smells a bit like lemsip in the cup (the nemesis medical drink of my childhood) but it’s refreshing enough. This is such an exploration. Finding blends that excite me. As you can see, this has a lot going on but looks pretty.
Day 11. Started off with a bit of dnb and some smooth moves. Ended up with banging techno. Good for energy.
I did 100 star jumps!
I just kept going like a demon on a wild coffee binge. I don’t do things by halves. I’m an all or nothing sort of gal. And I’m getting stronger.
Too good not to share. Matt Lucas does Boris Johnson.
Day 10. My right thumb is out of action for a few days. I never realised just how much I used it. Like for almost everything it’s involved somehow - opening pistachios without the use of one’s thumb is a thrilling experience for example. Buttering crackers without it gets a bit messy too. Adapting to this new world of mine is strange and challenging but I can see how useful it is too. Getting my sides in balance. Come on leftie, let’s see what you can do. I also love that bodies heal. Thank goodness. I officially have an ouchie.
Moist Breath Zone. A back to school song from New Zealand which kids will love. 🎶
Day 9. I feel a bit like Poochie today (a childhood toy - see pic). Solid dance. Lots of movement. Keeping things oiled and building on tone. I can feel how much fitter I am than two weeks ago. Real progress yay! Going to use my new kegal weights tomorrow. Eeeek.
Lots of skidding and sliding today. I’m grateful for the smooth, wooden floors (can’t say that enough). Dancing on carpet in trainers is a real drag. One of the reasons we chose this flat was for the floors. They were that important. Sometimes I take my shoes off, but only if I’m on a yoga mat and then I bounce on it like a mini trampoline. My bare feet on hard surfaces = pain, weird crunchy noises and too much twist.
Well this is an interesting subject to broach. And a great juxtaposition in this image, of my belly resting next to these little alien pikmin creatures (I wanna put googly eyes on them). They’re going to help my tummy muscles get stronger. These little buddies could change my life.
Why the Mantis Shrimp is my new Favourite Animal. From The Oatmeal. 🌈 🌈 🌈
Veggie lasagne. First ever attempt. Found out I really like taking pics of colourful veg.
Result: well rounded.
Improvements: Part cook lasagne sheets next time. Perhaps a few less sheets too. More veg and definitely more bechemal. There’s never enough bechemal is there?!
Day 8. The music made me turn into a cheeky little gremlin today. I got practical during this sesh. I hoovered (left handed for a change), shimmied and pumped. I wasn’t afraid to dance in front of the window as I flew by with the Gtec. Somehow with a pole in my hand I could dance anywhere and not feel weird or conspicuous to our neighbours opposite. I finally felt cool. Like Melanie Griffiths in Working girl but with clothes on.
Poppies of delight. Popping up to say hi.
Some of the most beautiful, white, frilly rhododendrons i’ve ever seen.
