In the past five years, my perspective on weight and, in particular, owning a scale has shifted.
Quicker than you can say “bicycle”, we were at the back of the store to pick out a helmet and asking someone to get the bike he’d selected ready for us.
Forget about distance. Forget about time. Forget about whatever it is that’s holding you back and just start.
Let me tell you a little something about ten pounds, random person who doesn’t know me but thinks I need to lose weight because I am a female on social media.
In July, I decided I had to run at least 100km. Over the course of four weeks, it doesn’t seem an impressive feat but between work and travel, a bit of rather serious health stuff and trying to have some kind of social life, it wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. But… Continue reading I ran 100 kilometres, just for me
When I was a little girl, my neighbour’s Nanny and Grampy had THE BEST tree climbing tree, which we were forbidden to climb. Naturally, we climbed it anyway – at every opportunity – and would sit in the branches feeling quite on top of the world. If I’m completely honest, tree climbing was never my… Continue reading on climbing trees
The best things in life really are the little things.
Like that extra loop around the pond, just for me.