Archives for posts with tag: exercise

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.

A green tea KitKat with a cup of green tea.

Swimming. It’s been too long.

I did all the things on my to do list. Even the things I didn’t want to do. I love a Monday off work.

Did the crow in yoga for the longest I’ve ever done it (still not long but still)

I was on TV. Talking about being raped. And my friends were just the loveliest about it all.

Just walking around, in the sun, at lunchtime feeling badass in my denim jacket.

Listening to and then singing along to Nat’s Christmas song. I’m worried I’m a bit obsessed.

Getting the pub space for free for my Period Party!

Just being happy. Happy I went to yoga. Happy about Nat. Happy about my medication stuff. Happy to be mouthing along to old RnB.

A meeting about active travel that got me all buzzy and excited about what we can do.

Boxfit.

Big Mouth.

Yoga

The sound off my feet on pavement and the autumn leaves

The sunset

Bright autumn trees

Sharing kitkats with colleagues

Yoga. In the dark.

Going swimming. Especially after I almost didn’t.

Taping up the mouse holes in the bathroom. It was quite therapeutic to just focus on tape and holes.

Getting 50% off some great, personalised vulva artwork. Can’t wait!