Archives for posts with tag: exercise

My nephew’s bed head. And trying to say the word vulva. But looking generally unimpressed.

Doing a double fart whilst running and laughing out loud.

Being silly with Jonny. We were both in good moods and his beer arrived and we didn’t want to work. It was nice.

The smell of suntan lotion on my skin.

Clean white bedsheets.

Doing s bit of yoga in the park after the run. Being outside under the blue sky as the breeze cooled me. It was lovely.

New sewing machine!

The dungaree fabric finally arrived!

A run with no distractions. No headphones. No phones. No times. No distances. Just running where I wanted for as long as I wanted.

The happy dog barking as I ran to work. Just before it started snowing!

All the lovely comments from people on my Sex Education series. It really feels like I’m making a difference!

Feeling impressive and respected at the canal meeting. Plus it was nice to be in the sun even though it was very chilly.

Working from home. Well…. Sometimes working from home.

Oh my god so many things ticked off my to do list today. So many vulva things that have been on there for ages. I feel so relieved.

Yoga. Stretchy breathy yoga.

A proper yoga class in a lovely studio with plants.

Delicious ramen.

Cuddling up to my cousin during Parasite.

A calm Period Party where I actually felt a lot less flustered and bothered about ‘hosting’ because of my period.

Running for a lot longer on my run to work.

Realising the quiet women were shy, not uninterested.

Running to work for the second time.

The DLR ride with Tom, Charlotte and Stuart. And it being like mates rather than professionals.

Funny messages with both Joe and Meredith.

Walking alone down the hill and then back up again, getting my heart rate going.

Grace and Frankie.

Picking out an ingrown hair. And the side spot.

The sun rising up across the park as I walked to work. I also love all the moss along the railings of this park.

Doing two Yoga with Adriene’s. Including day 6 which was exclusively ab work.

Reading an article that quotes me.

Walking slowly, taking in the new routes from my extra tubes and enjoying being outside.Talking to Kevin about mental health and Ludfa about politics over lunch. It wasn’t what I wanted to do but it was actually really nice.A slow start to the day, getting up later and doing a Yoga with Adriene before work. That was really lovely.

The beautiful sky on the walk to work.

Leaving the office to do the tubes in the fresh air, finishing in the park by my house, looking at the huge pile of Christmas trees.

Yoga and a to do list, in my comfy trousers.

I ran to work! And I didn’t hate it! In fact I felt really good about it!

I got the coveted free hot chocolate from Pret.

Eating peanut butter with my finger.

I felt more positive when I woke up. It felt good to finish the sewing and tidy the house, listening to BBC 6 and the obscure Christmas songs. Including the bird related ones.

A long walk through Highgate Woods with Jen

Trying to walk through the mud.

Yoga with Adriene. Neck stretches after sewing.

My beautiful presents, wrapped with Christmas fabric.

Making the sleeve bag for mum’s birthday presents.

I walked a lot today.

Max’s Sandwich Bar.

Buying the little vulva keyring and deciding to keep it for myself.

“the sky is so stupid with blue”. Such a wonderful way of describing things.

Reading on the sofa, wrapped in my fleecy blanket from my parents, reading in the sun.

Doing some yoga. Finally doing some yoga. Stretching my body and feeling it need to move. It felt great.

Such a productive day! Stickers, thank you notes, cleaning, yoga, sorting.

I mounted this little plant embroidery that I did a while ago.

Running for a few minutes, on the way to pick up the heater.

Watching the fountains in the sun before 9am.

Kathy Burke. Again.

Quiet, dark yoga, making my sides stretch in a really lovely way.

My bra adventures in M&S. Accidentally giving one nipple a paper cut, squeezing a spot on the other, sitting with my boobs hanging out and then trying to give my unwanted bras to a male customer, NOT an employee.

The man who farted at me as he looked over his shoulder.

Going back to Tina’s yoga class. So happy she’s changed it up a bit.

Swimming. In a fairly quiet pool.

The woman who lent me 20p for the locker and wouldn’t accept my 50p. And was really surprised when, after the swim, I gave her the 20p I’d found in the bottom of my bag.

Walking back through Clissold Park, with the sun breaking free every now and then, lighting up the clouds and making the trees glow. Meditating in the field, listening to the Soweto Gospel Choir.

Meeting John Thorne and he told me lots of helpful things.

Getting an answer right (totally by accident) on University Challenge.

Headache yoga with Adriane.

Naked yoga

Time on my own

Soph liked my music. No one ever likes my playlists.


Opening my blind to find a fox in the garden.

My flowers are growing.

Deciding to go swimming. And deciding to be happy at the same time.

Buying a beautiful swishy skirt. 

One on one with Matt. And watching Planet Earth together. Cute polar bear cubs and baboons that don’t like the water.

(Today started off as quite a bad day. So I’m enjoying that the second half had lots more smiles in it. So there are more than 3)

Yoga in dungarees.

Reading in dungarees.

Having someone to do the little texts with again.

Sitting in the park at lunch, reading in the sun with a breast feeding woman next to me.

Feeling like I’m pushing for something at work. It was a long old day but it was good.

Walking back from the pool after work, through the park in the evening sunlight. I’m glad I went.

Some ridiculous dating profiles out there today

No Country For Young Women as I walked in the sun

The end of yoga. So relaxed. Never wanted to move.

Swimming.

Walking through the park on the way back home. Everything is green and it wasn’t cold.

Looking at my vulva and taking sexy photos of myself. I never do that but it felt good and confidence boosting.

Bright white blossom.

Extreme Air. A trampolining exercise class. Super fun, even though I quite literally pissed myself.

Remembering Han’s ‘you dropped something’ from Sunday.

My chest cracking doing the wheel in yoga

My outfit. The mustard trousers, peak of white shirt, black jumper and denim jacket.

Emailing Stuart.