Archives for posts with tag: yoga

Cuddling a Christmas dog during my haircut.
The evening light. The way it hit the bright tree against the old church against the blue sky.
Doing some yoga again. Finally.

“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.

Bright yellow leaves, walking in the cold but sunny autumn weather all morning doing NOx tubes.

Yoga with Adriene, making me remember myself and my worth, before asking a question I needed to ask.

Buying a LOT of toilet roll. Thanks Who Gives A Crap. So happy Jonny was into it.

Lunch was late but it was perfect in the park. Amazing blue sky and still warm.

He got my care package. I’m really glad I sent it. No matter what else.

An evening to myself. I left work at half 4. I made a good Instagram post for the Period Parties. I did yoga with Adriane. I baked. I watched Bake Off.

Got my first Too Good To Go. Hello delicious rye bread.

Loling with Alec about porn and his directors name.

Getting up early to meet Matt and doing yoga in the sun before breakfast.

Looking down during yoga and noticing how great my boobs look.

Yogi inner smile. And outer smile.

Joking with Fanos, the soft bread at lunch, clicking my back as I lay on the grass, the butterfly trail.

Watching the fountains in the sun before 9am.

Kathy Burke. Again.

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

Barry in Archway. So bloody lovely and helpful. Took me right out of my bad mood.

Clicking my back at the end of yoga. That felt very needed.

Knowing I have the flat to myself for a week and a half. Perfect timing as my PMT was outrageous today and now I can live exactly as I want until it goes away.

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.

A morning message from James asking how I am. That was really appreciated.

A short self love yoga with lots of massaging of shoulders and feet. Plus some freestyle yoga afterwards.

Animals.

Possibly the beginnings of tomatoes on my plant.

Going back and paying for the sandwich.

Doing a long yoga video as the wind rustles the tree outside and blows fresh air through the window.

MY CUTE LETTERING. So pleased with this.

Taking the afternoon to myself. To sew, eat brownies and do yoga.

Jo at the school being so grateful for my help in getting rid of some of their furniture.

My embroidered animals for Freddie’s present. I’m so pleased with them. Such a bloody great aunt.

Coming home to do yoga and sewing and baking.

Helping a school to get rid of their old furniture.

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.

The weather being lovely so we could fly back to Tbilisi in the teeny tiny plane and see all the amazing views on the way.

Our lovely new apartment. And doing some yoga in it.

Exploring the Old Town – cable cars, Mother of Georgia, the 4th century fortress, fruity iced tea and steep cobbled roads.

Adam getting a Drive Now car and driving me home because it was raining too damn hard.

I’m going on holiday in a few days time! Goodbye shitty rainy June weather!

Yoga in the living room. Green tea. Dark chocolate. And a whole evening of reading my book.

A wet but really successful anti idling event. The rain really brings out the drivers.

Some sewing and yoga followed by a curry.

Simon asking me if I’m wet. 😂

Texting James.

Naked yoga. And the relaxation at the end.

Unpacking, changing my bed, doing some washing and just being back at home after a long week away.

A walk along the beach, with the sand between my toes.

And then into the forest with the dappled sunlight.

Followed by sunbathing and yoga in the garden

Naked yoga

Time on my own

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

Yoga in dungarees.

Reading in dungarees.

Having someone to do the little texts with again.

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.

Going for a walk up the hill and seeing the baby goats, the old shepherd and run down buildings.
Yoga with Adriane outside with everyone.
Lucca. Pretty. And with an ominous yellow sky above the church.
Naked bath with the Fems. Including candles, face masks, cheese and crisps.

A day of sunbathing by the pool, diving, BBQing, playing ping pong with Han and Jonny, eating everything and yoga outside with a view of the Tuscan hills.

The dinner in the little cafe at the bottom of the hill.

Walking down the hill at sunset.

My boobs illustration! Looks amazing.

Going for a walk along the railway line in the sun

Going for a second walk and smelling the grass

Yoga. For courage. Perfectly timed.

Freddie smacking himself in the head with a wooden spoon whilst playing the saucepans

A day by myself. Reading loads of my big heavy book on the sofa.

Finishing my silver top for the wedding.

Cooking three new recipes.

Yoga. Plant pruning. Sunny walk.

Cosy, blanket-y meditation yoga with Adriane

Dusk, with its pinky clouds and lovely light and birds singing

A recipe dinner. Broccoli cakes. I forget how good recipes are.

My chest cracking doing the wheel in yoga

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

Emailing Stuart.

Being out in the sun and along the towpath for much of the morning.

Sitting on a bench in the sunshine reading at lunchtime

Coming home earlier to beautiful light on the wall and some yoga