I have been fretting about food again, not really sure why. My weight is OK* and yesterday I wore a bikini to Brockwell Lido and felt awesome & confident (and swam 600m). There just seems to be a lot about eating plans in the press at the moment and it's influencing me, no matter how hard I try to shut it out ( Read more... )

(Would go on Twitter if I wanted to be that TMI)

It really chaps my ass how men (and it's always men) like to have a laugh about period-related stuff. You know what, guys? You try having endometriosis, polyps AND a fibroid; then you can come back & we'll have a chuckle about it. And no, being a man is not worse.

Grrrr.

I have finally got round to photographing the clothes I intend to eBay from a big wardrobe clearout a couple of weeks ago. But before I put them on eBay, here are first dibs (to hopefully save me from listings hell).

( Dresses, skirts, shoes, gothy stuff, tea-dresses etc etc )

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Today was totally normal until Matt left at about 5pm. Then this happened ( Read more... )

Plus Awesome: Meet Laura Porter, a Competitive Power Lifter :-D :-D :-D

I'm going to rave at you a bit about Fitocracy (and if you want an invite, hit me up). I bloody love it. It's like World Of Warcraft for fitness - you log what you do, you level up and you can complete quests etc. At the moment I'm using the quests to inform my non-weightlifting workouts, e.g. "The Paperboy", which is to cycle for 20 minutes then ( Read more... )

So! I went to Reykjavik for my birthday! Or, more accurately, Matt took me to Reykjavik. How lucky am I?!

All the (half-decent) photos I took are here on Facebook, but I've used the pertinent ones to illustrate my post...

( Write-up, inc. photos, inc. a photo of me in a swimsuit (you have been warned) )

I went over all my new year's resolutions with Matt on new year's eve, back to 2007, and he was surprised (and possibly impressed) that I'm pretty good at keeping mine. I guess it does help that I make resolutions like "remember all my [great-]nieces' & [great-]nephews' birthdays" and "stop being such a tightwad & spend more money on myself" as ( Read more... )

Well, I've completed week 4 of my 8-week gym challenge. I haven't been weighed & measured yet, but TBH I really don't think I've lost any weight or size. Insert snippy comment here about losing fucking weight. Blah blah fucking blah.

So, I made it to the gym FIVE TIMES last week! Five times! And frankly, I feel fantastic for it if still fatOn ( Read more... )