Less mardy May has sprung

Wow my mood change month (May) is almost over! After my April blues, surely May would put a spring back in my step?!? Well there has definitely been an improvement in my mood, although it has still been a rather up and down month with some fun family days, gym (& gin) sessions teamed with a few tears.

I love spending time with my Mum aka Betty and my Sister (even when sometimes it’s threes a crowd and we end up bickering) we always have fun and giggles. Since my last post way back at Easter the three of us have been on a few girlie days out. At the end of April we had a trip into London, to St Mary’s Church in Marylebone, not for a wedding service or christening but to watch Romeo & Juliet. It was a Backyard Cinema production (www.backyardcinema.co.uk) they took over the church and staged it like the church scene in Baz Luhrmann’s 1996 Romeo & Juliet film. I love this movie with the cute and young Leonardo DiCaprio (I still have a crush on that guy) and I love the soundtrack too – It reminds me of being young! Before the film started a choir filled the altar and sang songs that accompany the movie which made the whole experience that more fun.   I do still always hope that Romeo will look up and see Juliet moving before he drinks the poison though (What was old Shakespeare thinking!) much like I wish Rose would move over on that sodding door and make room for Jack in Titanic (Poor Leo, it doesn’t always end well for him does it).  I do also wonder when I’ll find my Romeo – Perhaps I’ll find him in Barcelona (we all know I have a thing for foreign guys) as I’m still not having much luck on the ‘game’ apps, I think they might be broken?!?

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It’s Bank Holiday weekend – Yay! I had Thursday and Friday off work, and how lucky was I with the weather! Freckles have been topped up and my lily whites have been out! Betty and Sissy also had time off work so we spent some more quality mother / daughter / sister time together. Thursday we spent the day at Nirvana Spa (www.nirvanaspa.co.uk) which was heaven! I even got a little obsessed with the plunge pools (12 to 17oC) which is crazy given on holidays it takes me forever to get into a cold pool; Turkish would moan and tell me to just get in when I’d be dipping my big toe in and wincing at how freezing it felt. I’ve been struggling a bit with my knees lately, the left in particular so I figured the hot to cold water would help a little and I have to say it really did. We had lunch at the spa and then after our time was up and our visit was over we drove into town for a look around the shops. We then had dinner in one of my sisters faves, CAU, before heading to The Hexagon to see Jon Richardson. I love that bizarre little man! We were all in hysterics, my cheeks ached. Brilliant end to a perfect day. Friday was another sunny, hot day (Summer 2017) and we opted to spend the day in Queenies back garden in Windsor. We arrived around midday, popped into trusty Waitrose, grabbed some food and Pimms and then set up our picnic blanket in Home Park for another fabulous girlie day together.

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Last Monday was a sad and upsetting day for me as a motorbike racing fan. The week before World Champion Legend, Nicky Hayden, The Kentucky Kid had a cycling accident in Italy. Reports suggested it was bad and watching the MotoGP Le Mans race on the TV you could sense it was worse than reports portrayed. Monday evening Nicky passed away. I never got to meet Nicky, I have regretted my decision to go on a Pitt Lane walk at Silverstone over going to his meet and greet but was hoping I’d get the chance to meet him by going to some World Super Bike races in the future. Never the less, although I never met him in person, I’m devastated by the loss of a young, champion, motorbikeracing talent. His smile was infectious, his personality shone #RideOnKentuckyKid.

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Tuesday Morning we all woke up to the news we should NEVER have to wake up to. An attack in Manchester following a concert. I will never understand how or why anyone can take another persons life for no reason. Children and parents simply enjoying themselves one second, the next their lives are taken away. In a world where all religions supposedly believe in goodness I can’t for a single second comprehend how taking lives is good – It’s simply evil. My thoughts are with everyone affected xoxo

I’ve really tried to up my game at the gym recently. I’m still a long, long way off from having the body I want, but it is a journey and making the changes is the start. Nothing worth having comes easy. I’ve started to think about what clothes I’m packing for my forthcoming trip to Barcelona and have been trying a few bits on from last summer. Good news and bad news – It would seem that I have lost an inch or two over the year (Good news) as my clothes, denim shorts in particular, are rather loose, to the extent that my knickers are pretty much on show (Bad news) Looks like I’ll be spending lots of my trip in Zara updating my wardrobe – Eek!

I have purchased a few new bits recently, all of which are floral and as my sister likes to tell me ‘You’re clothes are all frou frou frou’ (she hate colours and isn’t really a pattern fan, especially not flowery print). I’m a girlie girl, what can I say and I love pretty clothes plus I need something to counterbalance my mardy face at times hehe

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I really should be at the gym right now and the reason I’m not is I was planning on doing some work so I wouldn’t be quite as manic in the office tomorrow but I can’t access the network, so I opted to write this post instead. I am currently still in my nightdress, hairs in a messy bun, glasses on, no make-up and its gone 1:30pm! So I think I’d best get my peach in the bath and get myself together. Maybe I’ll pay my old mucker Gym a visit later (doubtful, I know what I’m like) I have got PT tomorrow though and I’m certain Phil will put me through my paces (Can’t wait – typed through clawed fingers)

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Oh, forgot to say, my new favourite accompaniment with my G&T at the moment is basil and a wedge of Sicilian lemon – FYI – Cheers.

I hope you’ve all had a fab weekend and enjoy your bank holiday Monday.

L x

A 1/4 of mardiness

How is March already? Where the heck did January and February vanish to? After my first post of 2017, just hours after Big Ben had chimed and I bid farewell to 2016, my aim was to get back on track with everything and to keep my blog up to date. Hmmm given that it’s now the 22nd March and this is my second post, it’s safe to say I’ve not got off to the best start!

I started January off with the best intentions only for them to get scuppered with me catching a sodding cold! My first gym visit of 2017 was as I had mentioned in my 1st January post on the New Year’s Day Bank Holiday Monday – I was sat outside waiting for the gym to open, such a keen bean. I think I managed one other visit that week and that was it until I felt well enough to hit the gym again on the 23rd January! Since I’ve recovered from my inconsiderate cough and cold I’ve really been trying to get my derriere back in the gym. Phil is pushing me in my PT sessions (I’m trying to be less moany – I told Phil it was my new years resolution, to be less of a moany bitch in our sessions and that was the real reason why I’d been poorly and not hitting the gym; meaning I got through a whole month of keeping this resolution haha). Phil made me do box jump thingies holding a weight a few weeks back – I can’t jump so this was the most hideous thing EVER! Plus he knows I’m single and he’s making me look fricking idiot! I think it’s pay back for all my past (and future) moaniness!!

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I felt rather sorry for myself in January with girl flu (the lesser strain of man flu) and then February came along and I was over the month before it had even begun! The shortest month of the year seemed to go on and on and on. At the start of the year I had high hopes that 2017 was going to be a good year, but now almost a quarter in I’m not really feeling it (what exactly ‘It’ is, I’m not entirely sure, but I’ve definitely not got the good vibes). One part of the year so far I have been a fan of however is my gin delivery from Craft Gin Club www.craftginclub.co.uk – In January I received the most delicious botanical gin distilled by Glendalough, Irelands first craft distillery (www.glendaloughdistillery.com) It’s sooooo good (a trip to the Emerald Isle is definitely on the cards to replenish supplies) My next bottle is due to land on my doorstep early April, I can’t wait!! #treatsforme

2017 finds me still very much single and living in hope that my Mr Right (I’ll settle for Mr Right Now) is waiting for me just around the corner (I obviously will not be holding my breath and do expect to see pigs fly before I happen to stumble across said Mr) I really wish I would stop falling for complete and utter arseholes and start seeing and liking some of the ‘Nice’ blokies that are out there – Why do us girls like the arrogant shits out there?!? Why do we rip our own hearts outs?!? Answers on a postcard please. I saw a post on Instagram the other week that I reposted, it said this: Email 12 years ago: ‘If you don’t forward this, you’ll be unlucky and single forever’ – Me 12 years ago: ‘LMAO, yeah right, OK’ – Me now: ‘Very much single and very unlucky. Shit’ I think Elite Daily could be onto something here, I shall be searching through my old emails for any chain mails so do expect to receive spam from me in your inbox; in the hope that I can rectify my singleton status! My sister told me that I might have to kiss a few more frogs before I find my Prince (frogs, more like pond scum) Depressing isn’t even the word!

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The new MotoGP season starts tomorrow – So perhaps my fave men (and their leathers) will pick my mood up a little; I’m certain my little trip to Barcelona in June for the Catalunya race will put a smile on my face (for a week at least) I loved mine and Mum’s trip there a few years ago, bikes, sights, beach, food and drinks – What’s not to love about that?!? Me and Sis had a fab weekend in Camden a few weeks back, we saw The Chainsmokers at The Roundhouse, which was amazing and had a lush meal at Gordon Ramsay’s York & Albany.  We’re also booked to go to Edinburgh for a weekend in July too, so I’ll be clocking up a few more Airmiles over the coming months and taking in some new scenery, so I’m looking forward to that.

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I did my first good deed for the year last week and gave blood (www.blood.co.uk) I’m O Negative so my blood is like liquid gold and in high demand following the winter months. Only 7% of the population are O -, people of other blood groups can be given O -, however we can only receive our blood group so I’m really chuffed that I was able to donate again (I’m booked in again for July, so fingers crossed the NHS Vampires will be able to find another vein to draw off another pint then)

To summarise the first three months of the year, I’ve been a proper mizzog (partly due to a horrible cold) I’m still single (I did go on a date a few weeks ago, but he’s not for me, doesn’t tick all the boxes on my check list) I’m trying to trim down my bum, tum and thighs at the gym (although it appears only boobage is disappearing much to my dismay) No games have been started or resumed (much to my disappointment) I’ve given blood, booked holidays and very much still love gin!

I promise I shall try and be less tardy and will write another post again soon (Warning – I have written April off already – SkoA reasons)

As always thanks for reading my rather dull, uneventful blog – Mwah

L x

Ho Ho Ho – Only 7 more sleeps to go

So it’s been five weeks since I last posted from sunny Valencia and I’ve been back in wintery, cold Newbury, busy at work moving into our new shinny office, cocktail making, hosting the office Christmas Party, visiting the gym (hardly) and now can’t quite believe there are only 7 more sleeps to go until Santa does his rounds!

I thoroughly enjoyed my girlie mummy daughter Spanish break last month – What’s not to love, yummy food and delicious drinks, lots of shops and amazing sights to be seen and of course fast bikes and men in leather! I was in my element! To round off my week off work on the Friday my friend Suz and I had a fab girls afternoon at the Bombay Sapphire Distillery just down the road in Laverstoke http://distillery.bombaysapphire.com/. We did the gin cocktail master class which was such a giggle, highly recommend it (we’re planning on going back again in the summer), what’s more enjoyable than having a laugh creating a fancy cocktail or two that you then get to sample and drink afterwards!

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This year I hosted my third office Christmas Party, which I have received lovely feedback from my colleagues and friends, so all in all I think it was another success. The party was held for a second year at The Elvetham Hotel in Hartley Wintney (my first experience of this stunning hotel was at my gorgeous friends wedding back in 2009) following on from requests from our Chairman and CEO. We opted for a 1920’s Gatsby theme, with the ladies dressed as flappers and the gentlemen looking dapper the majority of  my colleagues were very sporting and looked very glamorous and handsome (sadly Mr DiCaprio couldn’t make it though, drats). I hired an amazing boutique photo booth from Booth Nineteen (http://booth19.co.uk/), a fabulous live band called Bella & The Bourbon Boys (http://www.alivenetwork.com/bandpage.asp?bandname=Bella) think The Great Gatsby soundtrack and used BalloonsforU (http://www.balloonsforu.co.uk/) for the gorgeous ostrich feather table centre pieces and balloons for dancefloor.

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Friday evening was fun, my mum, sister and I went to the panto – Cinderella at The Corn Exchange. We went for drinks first, then dinner and then onto to see the performance. It was such a giggle and it was a lovely way to spend an evening with my two faves and get in the festive spirit of things.

My gym visits have been lacking to say the least, I’ve well and truly lost my gym mojo, if anyone finds it please do feel free to point it in my direction! Last Monday was honestly the most pathetic PT session I’ve EVER done, after 30 minutes of zero effort and constant moaning, Phil gave up on me; he gave me 30 minutes more than I’d given myself, I had given up before I’d even parked the car! I have been feeling pretty run down lately and have had a really nasty cough, no excuse really, but that’s what I’m blaming my lacklustre gym effort on. I’ll be there tomorrow for my pre-Christmas PT session, I’m still not feeling 100% but I’ll try my best to at least bring my B-game (I rarely have my A-game when I’m on it) haha.

I’ve got tomorrow and Tuesday off work – Heaven! I’m going to try and finish off my Christmas shopping tomorrow, I don’t really think I’ve got much else to buy but there’s no harm in having a little mooch around the shops again is there. On Tuesday I’m meeting up with my gorgeous friend and her adorable, just turned 1, little girl for a girlie festive lunch and catch up,  I’m really looking forward to seeing them both.

I can’t quite believe there’s only 7 more sleeps until Santa comes to town, I’m pretty certain I’m on the good girl list so fingers crossed I’ll receive more than just a lump of coal.

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It’s crazy how quickly 2016 has flown by, my intensions back in January when I posted my first blog was to write a post once a week, it started off well, but yes, I’ve been slacking lately – Sorry! Now I’m certain I will not write another post now before the 25th December (because I’m rubbish!), so I’d like to wish you all a magical Christmas, I hope you receive lots of delightful goodies and have fantastic time with all your loved ones.

Merry Christmas

Love

L x

RIP Winston

Oh Hi! Yes, I am still alive! Apologies for the complete lack of GGGoL posts over the past few weeks, last night was the first time I’ve had really to write my blog (now I’ll struggle to remember what I’ve been up to – Old age and all)

Now do you recall I mentioned my car failed its MOT and was booked in at the garage? Well sadly Winston didn’t make it, his life support was switched off on Saturday 14th May, aged 10 years. We had some good times together, lots of fun journeys, my first trip to Cornwall, numerous drives to airports for my many holidays, lots of visits to Silverstone for the Motogp (my parking permit was still stuck on the windscreen). As one life ends another begins and I’m pleased to announce the safe arrival of my shinny Night Blue new Golf. He (yes my car is male) hasn’t officially been named yet, but I’m leaning towards Boris.

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What else have I been up to over the past few weeks. Well I’ve been rather naughty and I’ve been shopping (more than once) buying new outfits for my holibobs and I think I’m just about kitted out, I’ve got some new pairs of shorts, playsuit, shirt, vest top, dresses. I like to look stylish when I’m on holiday – Look good, feel good, and I am going away with my gorgeous little sister so I need all the help I can get from my outfits.  I’ve also bought a few new pieces for work (I’m telling you this gym malarkey is costing me a blimin’ fortune). Last Monday I debuted a gorgeous new H&M dress to co-inside with my first drive to the office in my new brum. I love new things.

So Florence is less than 4 weeks away now and I’m sooooo excited!! I’m usually really good at planning and organising holiday things (I’ve been on quite a few solo vacations over the past couple of years) but I think I’m almost too excited that I just haven’t been able to plan – Anything! So my usually not so organised sister has taken control and we have a vintage Fiat 500 self drive Tuscan wine experience booked – Perfect! We have a rough idea of what we want to see and do so things are coming together. I have also been informed that we will be eating at least one gelato a day, and will be eating the Italian way with our antipasto followed by primo, then secondo finished with dolce, all washed down with copious amounts of Prosecco and Chianti – I seriously can not wait; although I’m not looking forward to coming back the size of a casa.

Now, gym. I have been going, perhaps not as often as I should or I planned to this month and I do seem to have lost my gym mojo a bit; which is actually really sodding annoying! I’ve been having my usual PT’s with Phil and I’ve been working out with my fellow Moany Bitch, we’ve been to a couple more Spin classes, and I’ve been attending the Healthy Weight Programme (we did a core workout session last week – I feel like I should have abs like old school Peter Andre). At the moment I feel like I’m actually becoming less fit and fatter, although I know this isn’t the case when the clothes I’ve been buying are smaller than I used to wear (I even had to treat myself to a new pink VS Sports Bra on Saturday due to my shrinking bust!) It was lush shopping with my friend Saturday and being able to pick up smaller clothes off the rails, try them on in the changing room and for them to fit my body perfectly and flatter my ever changing shape. I think I might need to channel those feelings when I’m having my fat days at the gym, to encourage me to work my Kim K that bit harder – Bring the A game as Phil is forever telling me to do.

Dates! Now the cute Italian went home for a week at the beginning of the month, he’s back but we haven’t had a chance to see each other yet, we’ve been messaging and I might be seeing him Sunday.  I had been hoping I’d have another date lined up with someone else, but I’m obviously not in favour at moment – silence speaks volumes right!

It’s bank holiday weekend approaching and so far the only date I have set in in stone is catching up with one of my closest friends on Friday with her new bubba; well she’s five months old, but I haven’t met her yet. I’m so looking forward to snatching some cuddles. Other than that, I will naturally spend time with my mum and sister; we’ll probably go on another afternoon stroll ( we went to Snelsmore again weekend before last – No bog issues this time!).

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I think that’s me done for another week. Who knows when I’ll type again, I’m just so shoddy at the moment aren’t I? Shocking!

Enjoy the rest of your week and the bank holiday weekend (I do appreciate those few Mondays that I actually don’t hate and kinda love).

L x

No Ed, my legs don’t work like the used to before!

So here we are again another week has come and gone and I survived PT last Monday and my second Spin class yesterday – Yay me!

Last time you may recall I said that Phil had a HIIT workout planned for me. Well a HIIT session did take place, moany bitch Laura was on form, constantly whinging as Phil attempted to kill me. He has this obsession with making me run on the treadmill without turning it on! It’s just ridiculous – The belt is not long enough for starters for my legs to get up any form of speed and 45 seconds is too long to attempt it; 45 seconds honestly feels like 5 minutes. I was a sweaty disgusting mess by the end of my hour. Numerous expletives were used and I felt half dead, as luck would have it Phil will not be charged with manslaughter as I did survive and surprisingly I didn’t ache on Tuesday – Bonus. I did however suffer a broken nail, which I wasn’t best pleased with.

My PT started an hour later last week, so to kill a bit of time, I did what I do best and hit the shops for a spot of retail therapy. I thought I’d start having a little look around for holiday clothes (only 6 1/2 of weeks to go) and I left Next with two new pairs of shorts and a vest top. The shorts are actually already a little on the big size; I mentioned this to Phil

Me – I’ve bought some shorts ready for holiday, they’re a size 14 and they are already feeling a little loose – They’ll be ok for Florence though, I mean I probably wont lose any more weight before I go will I?

Phil – Well if you carry on the way you’re going and keep up with your gym visits, then yes, you could quite possibly drop a dress size.

Me – But I’ve NEVER been a size 12!

Phil – Well if you keep it up you might well be.

Me – Hmmm well perhaps I’ll keep hold of my new shorts for a few more weeks, I’ve got 28 days after all, but then maybe I’ll change them for a smaller size – Eek!!!

Now don’t get me wrong I’m loving the fact that my body is starting to change and take shape, and I love to shop, but the thought of having to buy a whole new wardrobe is actually a little daunting and stressful (not to mention expensive). With the weight and inch loss my feet do not want to be out done by and also appear to be shrinking. I normally wear a size 5, Monday evening I tried on a pair of 4 1/2 shoes in Next and they were a little big! So not only will I need to buy new work attire, casual and going out clothes, it looks like I’ll be needing a mass of new shoes too! I suppose on positive with the shoes is I’ll be able to buy from the kids range and save a few pennies on VAT.

Tuesday I went to the gym and did a sesh on the trusty bike – I lasted an hour and leisurely cycled just under 23km. Wednesday was my usual rest day, no gym, I did however get a bit of a lecture from my sister re dating. We’ve decided to agree to disagree.  Thursday was the third HWP class where we discussed emotional eating. When I think of emotional eating I feel like this is done when we are feel down and low, but of course that’s not always the case as when we are happy we also find ourselves eating (and drinking) perhaps in excess.

After the previous Fridays food and drink downfall, I had intending on being good, I failed. Friday lunch I went to the pub and had a scrummy goats cheese roll with chips and a cheeky glass of wine. Then my sister asked if I’d like to go round hers for a naughty dinner, so I ended up having a chicken korma – Massive OOPS! I did however go to the gym before consuming the curry so hopefully I’d burnt of a mouthful or two before I started eating.

Saturday my car was in the garage for its MOT – It’s failed. This lead to a rather angry, annoyed Laura who subsequently had a lazy day dossing around the house.   I caught up on some programmes recorded, which was good as I needed to free some space in preparation for this weeks MotoGP in Le Mans.

On Sunday we had another girlie Mummy and daughter afternoon stroll. We went to Snelsmore Common this week. Again another beautiful spot right on my doorstep that I’ve only been two a few times before (I was put off going there as a child as there are snakes slivering around up there). There are pathways to follow, which we used for most of our walk, but we did go off track slightly, which wasn’t the best idea for my sister who was wearing some white converses (these ended up very muddy as we trekked through some bogs)

Sunday evening I had another date with the cute Italian. We had a lovely dinner and then went back to his to watch a film – Overall an enjoyable night and end to a fab day.

Yesterday was Bank Holiday Monday so I didn’t have a PT session booked in with Phil. Knowing this you may be impressed to read that I went to my second Spin class! I didn’t get in from my date till gone 1am and when I got home I had a cup of tea for bed, so it was probably around 2am before I went to sleep. I’d set my alarm for 8am but actually woke up around 7:30am. I got up, had some breakfast (something I rarely do) and got dressed in my gym clothes ready for the 9:30am class. I went with my new gym buddy, fellow HWP attendee and moany bitch and we sat at the back of the room like naughty school girls. We didn’t however go unnoticed as Sam (who took the class) is my friends Personal Trainer, plus there were only 7 of us in the class. So normally my moany on a Monday is reserved for Phil, but yesterday Phil was off the hook and Sam witnessed my moody ‘Are you kidding me’ face as he kept telling us to increase the resistance. One of the tracks played was Ed Sheeran’s Thinking Out Loud – Jeez it’s no wonder Ed’s a millionaire, that song goes on for flippin’ ever! “When your legs don’t work like they used to before” No they don’t, they don’t work because Sam is outright mean (not a one off, he’s always mean apparently) and Mr Sheeran composes songs that last about 10 minutes!

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So that’s me done, another week (and a bit) covered. Not sure what this week has lined up for me as yet (car’s going to the garage again tomorrow, so I’ll probably be angry at some point). Gym visit done tonight, night off tomorrow. I have decided that May is going to be my month for upping my game again at the gym and working hard to ‘Love Me’ before Florence, so be prepared for whingey Laura!  No dates set up as yet (the Italian is back home for a week, so won’t be seeing him). No other dinner dates planned that I’m aware of, so my next blog might be a little dull (my life is rather Eastenders though so I’m certain that won’t be the case)

Hope you all have a fantabulous week.

L x

3, lost count & zilch.

I can’t believe how quickly last week flew! Seven days pasted in a flash. So what did last week see me getting up to? Well standard Monday – Starts with me as always being all Boomtown Rats asking the question “Tell me why I don’t like Mondays?” Once I’ve got halfway through the day my mardiness is at a high but stable level and I then have to try and psych myself up for PT. So I must admit I wasn’t looking forward to seeing Phil as I thought I would get told off for not going to the gym and for not doing that leg paralysing workout sheet he gave me the week before. To be honest I don’t think he was impressed with my lack of gym visits however I couldn’t walk; a simple visit to the toilet felt like it took about hour round trip, so there wasn’t much I could do really. Monday he went easy on me, thank god. But I’ve been told I need to bring my A Game this week – Eugh! This week Phil has told me we’ll be doing a HIIT session, now I’ve told him its more likely to be a LIIT or MIIT – I’ll fill you in next week (if I survive).

Tuesday evening I met up with my new gym buddy and fellow HWP member and we did our own little circuit sesh. We established that we are both moany bitches in our PT sessions, but apparently this isn’t reserved solely for our trainers, as we also bitched and moaned to ourselves doing the exercises we’d chosen and set up – Go figure. Wednesday as you know is my evening away from the gym. Thursday was the second HWP. Only half the group could attend this week, but we’re off to a promising start with a total of 11kg lost between the 5 of us there for weigh in. The food class covered portion control and the gym class this week worked on our core muscles. After the 30 minute gym class Helen was taking a Spin class and somehow managed to persuade 3 of us to join her. Well that may well be my first and last Spin class! It’s hard work and I was a sweaty mess at the end of the 45 minutes. I am however amazed that my legs did not ache at all post workout. I was convinced that I’d need a scooter to get around Friday/Saturday, but no, my legs completely surprised me and caused me no issues what so ever. Amazing! So perhaps I need to give Spin a second chance.

There was no gym Friday night (sorry Phil) because I had a dinner date with one of my besties for a very long overdue catch up and gossip. Now I had intended to be good and sensible and not actually drink lots (I’ll admit now that I also had a cheeky Pinot a lunch) but some evenings don’t go to plan and a number of cocktails were consumed – Oops! How do you go from classy civilised Cosmopolitans and Espresso Martini’s to copious messy cheap Hubba Bubba cocktails?? The evening goes from Sex and the City to Towie in a clink of a plastic glass. Oh dear. This being said I did as always have a fabulous evening – Thanks Chick – Mwah x

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Thankfully I had foreseen that Friday night could get a little messy and I’d pre-empted a Saturday morning hangover and so took some Ibuprofen at the start of the evening. I got to my sisters (my night out crash pad) around 3am was asleep by around 3:30am and alive and kicking at 8:30am Saturday morning. Impressive given the nasty cocktails we’d been drinking. Now although I was feeling fine, I still opted to have a lazy Saturday spending half the day with my sister before heading home. Sometimes a chilled out weekend is required (I am getting old after all).

Yesterday I had a lush day with my sister and mum and we went for a walk / hill climb at Beacon Hill. This place has been on our doorstep all these years, but it was actually the first time we’ve ever been there. Gorgeous views of the Berkshire and Hampshire countryside and Highclere Castle aka Downton Abbey. After our trek we headed back to my sisters for a scrummy roast dinner. Yummy. After dinner I headed home to watch the MotoGP race which saw my Yamaha boys clinching the first and second step of the podium – Yay. So the weekend concluded on a high just as it had started on Friday evening.

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Sadly there have been no dates this week and subsequently no board games played. A potential date with the cute Italian may be on the cards for Sunday, but nothing is set in stone just yet. I will of course keep you posted.

Hope you all have a fantabulous week.

L x

 

 

Mission Love Me – Work in Progress

I’ve had a rather uneventful week, so I’ve not really got much to write about – Hallelujah I hear you all cry.

I had quite a few comments after my last blog, all of which were positive, so thank you for reading and sharing. When I met with Phil on Monday he said after reading my blog he was expecting a really fired up motivated Laura – Um No! I hate to break this to you Philip but I’m not sure you’ll ever have a pumped up, motivated Laura on a Monday – Sorry. Needless to say I was very Moaning Myrtle throughout the hideous workout he had me do. I do often think that Phil is delusional and from another planet, however he does seem to be whipping my butt (thighs and arms) into shape, just need to lose the rubber ring from around my waist and I’ll be a much happier me.

I was told this week at work that I looked like a Disney Princess – A lie I think, however if my Prince Charming (or The Beast, I feel I was vibing Belle on Wednesday) would care to find me anytime soon I won’t complain (for a change)

Over the past week or so I’ve been told by quite a few people that I’m “looking good”. Those two little words mean so much to me, even if I still don’t often believe myself, its a massive boost and again contributes to Mission Love Me – So thank you. Mission Love Me isn’t so much about looking good, although it does play a pivotal role, its more about feeling good; and I am beginning to feel good(ish) about myself so my mission status is – IN PROGRESS.

Today is Mothers Day (or Betty’s Day as my Sister and I call it) T and I took Mummy Roberts out for a scrummy lunch at The Carnarvon Arms. The perfect Sunday spending time with my two favourite ladies. My Mum is lush! After my mopey week last week she thought I needed cheering up and so gave me this gorgeous leather jacket I’d fallen in love with a month or so ago in the Mint Velvet sale (she bought it for my birthday but after seeing my sad little face when I went into the shop to see if it was still there only to find no sale items at all she gave it to me early) – Thanks Betty you’re the best, Love you x

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Wishing all my mummy friends a Happy Mothers Day – I hope you’ve all had a fab day, especially those who have celebrated their first Mummies Day.

See I told you not much has happened this week, so that’s me done I think. Hopefully I’ll have a more eventful week, perhaps my Knight in shining armour will turn up (wishful thinking perhaps)

L x