Gin

The Moans

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So perhaps there is something to say for endorphins – I’ve always pooh poohed the concept that there is such a thing as happy hormones, but having been totally and utterly shit for pretty much a whole year with regards to gym visits my moody miserable bitchy hormones (I simple call them The Moans) have been spiralling out of control and have taken me to a whole never level of Mizzog. So I think those little ‘Dolphins’ (dolphins always seem so happy don’t they) aka endorphins have in the past helped counter balance ‘The Moans’.  So I 100% need to get my lardy Kim, Kourtney and Khloe Kardashian combined sized arse back in the gym – I need some happy in my life and I’m certain my on again off again love, Gym can help me; so tonight I have got back on the wagon (or bike in this case) to start my quest to find some happiness (mission love me recommences for the hundredth time!)


So the reason for the lack of posts is plain and simple there’s been No Gym, some Gin (thanks to Craft Gin Club and my birthday) and No Games what so ever have been played (certainly no scrabble!!).

Although I’ve had the odd burst of gym enthusiasm over the past year, my visits have dwindled so much that I’m shocked every time I do manage to walk through the door and my card allows me through the barrier. I’m very much back to square one! Fitness levels are non existent right now, I managed 20.5km on the bike tonight in 65 minutes – Pathetic! And following my recent trips (oh yeah they’ve happened in the time since my last post, along with my birthday and my sisters) evidence of everything I’ve eaten and drunk over the past few months has taken residence on my stomach! Joy!  

My holiday in Barcelona was lush – Had the best time. It was relatively lazy, I’m really not sure how Mum and I managed to get some much of the touristy bits done last time we went, but because we had seen so much already we just enjoyed the city and the gorgeous Spanish sun. Race day on the Sunday was particularly hot especially being sat on a stand with no cover what so ever; my freckles definitely got topped up! We spent a day at the beach, I managed to have a little swim in the sea, and just enjoyed some much needed R&R. Following on from our last visit where I took my Mum to Uma (an alternative restaurant, think Heston wacky) I booked us into a more suitable restaurant this time around – Accès (www.acces-bcn.com/en) it was amazing! Staff were a delight and the food was outstanding; my Mum actually said that it’s the best meal she’s ever had. Throughout the holiday I also enjoyed numerous gin and tonics and sangria – It would have been too rude not to – Me gusta gin y tónicos y sangría.


Me and Sissy also spent a lovely weekend in Edinburgh (pre birthday girlie getaway). We flew up from Southampton on a little noddy plane (terrifying). Checked into the hotel and then had a little look around before heading back to the room to get ready for dinner. We had booked into Forage and Chatter (www.forageandchatter.com) and had the most amazing steak, it was delicious, so yummy. It would appear that Forage and Chatter is the place to go as Justin Trudeau visited a few days later whilst staying in the city. My sister then found an absolute hidden gem of a bar called Panda & Sons (www.pandaandsons.com) Such a cool place, from the outside it looks like a barber shop, you walk downstairs and through the bookcase door into the bar. Table service so no pushing and queuing, cocktails delivered right to you – Amazing!  We spent the next day exploring the Castle and the sights and then as we were in Scotland thought it was only fitting to try some Whiskey, so we went on the Whiskey Experience (which following on from the Bananaman cocktail my sister had had in Panda the night before we weren’t so sure how much of a good idea this was). All went well and we both found whiskeys that we like – It will obviously never be my tipple of choice, no spirit can replace my love for gin.


Although I’ve been feeling completely low and out of sorts of late, I have shared some really lovely fun family days with my Mum and Sister namely at stately homes and palaces. On my birthday we spent the day at Blenheim Palace and then a few weeks later we took a day off work and visited Hampton Court. Our family days have had a rather regal grand theme to them. Last Monday was my sisters birthday, she wanted to visit The Tate Modern so that’s exactly what we did. I was very sceptical about this, however I found myself appreciating some (you can’t appreciate all of it, a yellow Perspex triangle stuck on the wall and varying filled levels of Coca-Cola bottles are not art in my opinion, but what do I know?!?) We ended our visit with a scrummy afternoon tea at The Swan at The Globe (www.swanlondon.co.uk/afternoon-tea) complete with a Love Potion cocktail (I’m still awaiting the effects however)


To summarise, I’ve not been to the gym (and my tummy proves this) I have enjoyed some rather scrummy food (gin and sangria) in Barcelona, Edinburgh, Newbury (www.lussokitchen.co.uk = Best gelato and http://www.arigatodining.co.uk) and London (again my overindulgence is clearly visible).  

This time last year I was shattered and instead of turning a negative into a positive I’ve allowed this feeling to make me feel shit. Well enough’s enough and I need to take control again and to quote the gorgeous Bradley Simmonds I need to “Get it done” 

So watch this space 
L x

Butterflies be gone!

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Do you ever write a message in a card or send a text and mean the complete opposite of what you’ve written? When you wish someone lots of happiness but actually want to say ‘I want you to be as miserable as you’ve made me feel’. I’ve done this a few times over the past few weeks, just call me Little Miss Passive Aggressive.

What’s that saying, “Play with fire and you’ll get burnt” I certainly feel scolded right now, completely my fault, actually no, not completely my fault; I played the game, I lost and it sucks. What sucks even more are butterflies I can’t seem to kill off in my tummy that make me feel sick far more often than I’d like to even admit to. The game is over butterflies, so take your giddy stomach churning feelings and bugger off!

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So I’ve completely written off April, I don’t even think the Easter bunny delivering chocolate eggs will cheer me up or get me out off this awful mood. I have been hitting the gym lots hoping that the endorphins will work their magic although they don’t appear to have had much effect as yet but it is only the 14th of the month. I’m annoyed with myself for falling of the gym waggon last Summer and for my poor effort at the start of the year (granted I had a poxy cold) I was really hoping to ‘love me’ in 2017 but almost a third of the year down and I’m nowhere close. Hence I’m now desperately trying to get my revenge body by becoming a bit of a gym bunny again – I was waiting outside this morning for the gym to open, aiming to make Good Friday a Great Friday. I ran (I’m not runner though, think Phoebe Friends), then I went on the bike (think Bridget Jones) followed by a visit to some of the arm weight machines (back boobs & bingo wings – Done)

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Since my last post my Sister treated our Mum (and me) to the most delicious meal at John Campbell’s The Woodspeen (www.thewoodspeen.com) for Mother’s Day. I had the Scallops with pigs cheeks to start followed by Fillet of beef and then it would appear our waiter had me sussed and knew before taking our desert order that I would choose the ‘Pina Colada’ Coconut parfait, macadamia crumble and pineapple & lemongrass sorbet (just listing the food is making my mouth salivate!) We went to The Woodspeen on the Saturday evening so on the Sunday, Mother’s Day aka Betty’s Day we laid on a champagne afternoon tea (I successfully made scones for the first time) It was a weekend full of eating and drinking, which is another reason why I need to up my game at the gym (plus colleagues appear to be sabotaging my weight loss by baking flipping cakes that I can’t refuse sampling!)

Spring sprung last weekend (although it appears to have vanished for the time being) and it was lovely to wear one of my summer dresses and get my lily white legs out in the sun (honestly my legs are like Casper the Ghost – when people sunbathe next to me they get the best tan because I reflect the sun!) I spent the weekend in my sisters back garden topping up my freckles, watching the planes fly overhead wondering where they were jetting off to wishing I was on board. My holiday is about 8 weeks away, I can’t wait! I’m going back to Barcelona, so I’ll be testing my Spanish skills; Me llamo Laura, mi número es cero siete nueve cinco……..taking in the stunning sights, dipping my toes in the Balearic Sea and hitting the shops! I love shopping and shopping in Barcelona is fab, with Spanish brands like Zara and Mango on almost every street the experience seems far more stress free than here. Since losing some weight I enjoy shopping even more as I can find clothes that fit me in the majority of outlets, it also gives me the opportunity to try different styles. I’ve also been trying different make-up and changing my look a little there too. One of my besties sells Younique make-up products (www.youniqueproducts.com/mrsbeckythompson/products/landing) so my current go to eye shadows are from the Younique Addiction palette No3, I use ‘Smitten’ as my base, topped with ‘Flippant’ and ‘Cheeky’ to create a subtle yet sassy smokey look.   The 3D Fiber Lashes+ mascara is amazing too (although I do have to be a little careful if I’m wearing my contact lenses) The lip exfoliator is brilliant for a silky smooth kissable pout and my sister swears by the Behold setting powder.

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I’ve had quite a few G&Ts over the past month, my hairdresser said that perhaps that’s why I’m in such a mopey mood as it can make you depressed!?! Nope I think gin is my saviour and I’d be far more miserable without it, so thank goodness I received my second gin delivery of the year from Craft Gin Club.

So I’ve made it through half of April as a Mardy Moany Mizzog, only another 16 days to go! My aim is to have as many dates with good old gym as possible in the hope that I can improve my mood (I think the chances of that happening are slim to none, but the hope is there)

I hope you all have amazing Easter breaks.

L x

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A 1/4 of mardiness

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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

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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

Hello…it’s Me! Tardy Mizzog!

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I’ve been a complete Mizzog and extremely tardy of late with updating my blog, so I figured given I’ve got a spare few minutes I’d try and write a post.

So what updates do I have since I last wrote; there’s holidays (or lack of) I’ve had a birthday (that’s right 21 again!) as has my sister, games are continually being played, there have been engagements (No not me, sadly my ring finger is still very much bare and lacking a sparkly diamond) babies and weddings, party planning, PT sessions and fun with friends.

Well my last post was leading up to my much anticipated holiday to Florence, and for those of you who haven’t seen me in a while, you may perhaps have thought I’d been wooed by some gorgeous Italian and had re-located (believe me I’m not adverse to such scenario) but unfortunately that’s not the case as for such a thing to have happened I would actually have had to of made it to Italy! Let me, in brief, fill you all in…..

I spent the Saturday ironing all my holiday outfits, matching up shoes, handbag and jewellery and packed my suitcase. I picked up a new mini camera to capture all our exciting holiday memories and got my passport, tickets, euros, numerous pairs of sunglasses, magazines and clear plastic bag full of lipsticks, perfumes and anything else that is 50ml and may or may not be perceived as a liquid (after all these years and numerous flights I’m still clueless with regards to what is and isn’t allowed in hand luggage!) together and packed my large handbag for the cabin.  In the evening I got my nail kit out, its standard practice to have gorgeous nails when you go away – I opted for Pink Hibis-Kiss, vibrant and bright which I thought the Italians would appreciate.  Sunday morning, was like Christmas, I was soooooo excited. I love my holidays and this was going to be my first holiday with just my sister since we went away to New York in 2007. Around lunchtime we made our way to Gatwick. The journey was stress free and we were parked and in the terminal building a little earlier that anticipated. We checked in and were told there was a slight delay, only an hour and 15 minutes, not a big deal but a little annoying. Security was a breeze, so we had plenty of time to have a leisurely meal and mooch around duty-free. I always find time flies when you’re at the airport, the excitement of the adventures to come probably has something to do with it. Time was getting on so we thought we should check to see if our gate had been announced; you know that it will be a gate that’s at least a 30 minute walk away, it always is, well not this time! We looked at the board and instead of a gate number we saw “Go to Information Desk” Now I’m not a frequent flyer, but I do go on at least a couple of flights a year and I have never seen a gate called ‘Information Desk’! I didn’t even know where the sodding desk was! Well along with 228 fellow passengers we found the Information Desk and after watching the lady sat behind said desk actually run (she could give Usain Bolt a run for his money) we waited for 30 minutes to be officially told our BA flight being operated by Mickey Mouse Airlines Aka Vueling had been cancelled. The bosses opted to send a child into be slaughtered, shaking holding an email printed off in landscape format (this angered me from the get go) read out the ‘Not Option’ options; these included flights to Barcelona (yep last time I was there Barca was definitely in Spain, not Italy) or taking a flight free of charge at any point over the next 7days! I’m not sure how airlines operate with regards to annual leave, but in general people don’t just wake up one morning, drive to the airport, jump on a plane and go on holiday for a week! Idiots! Before any of these ‘Not Options’ could (not) be considered, we had to be ‘decommissioned’ which entailed queuing at passport control, then making our way to luggage reclaim, through arrivals and then back to Departures – If nothing else we had a lovely tour of Gatwick North Terminal. After hours getting nowhere, quite literally, we left the airport upset and deflated (the closest we got to Italy was the Florence Fizz we had in Jamie’s Italian!)

Since arriving back from our Non-Holiday, I have had to endure the most shocking customer service from British Airways – It’s been appalling and after being told on countless occasions I am still awaiting my refund! The hotel was non-refundable, however again after numerous emails they agreed to let us transfer our dates so we are now re-booked to go to Florence in September!! I’m really not sure I’ll last another 7 weeks without a holiday so I’m seriously considering a last minute deal (my suitcase is still packed after all as it my hand luggage bag) I imagine a holiday to Turkey would cost next to nothing and I’ve always had an amazing time when I’ve stayed in Kalkan; in fact i’ve got a photo of Kaputaş beach pinned up at my desk that I often look at when I want to zone out for a few minutes and go to a peaceful, tranquil, happy place.

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So that’s my holiday debacle in short, I’d like to add that non-holiday blues are twice as bad as my usual holiday blues so I was rather intolerable.

It was my birthday at the beginning of July and I had a lovely day with my sister in sunny Portsmouth. We arrived at lunch time so our first stop was Giraffe for a bite to eat (and a cheeky G&T of course) we then went up the Spinnaker Tower to see the views across the Solent and saw Sir Ben Ainsley out practicing for the Americas Cup. This was followed by a little look around Gunwharf. We made our way back to Newbury and went for dinner with Mother at Mio Fiore – Amazing food, however I wasn’t impressed with the full glass of Prosecco being thrown all over me, drenching my top and making my arm smell like a vineyard! I’ve been 33 for a few weeks now, I’m not sure I’m really loving it if I’m honest, I don’t think its a number a particularly like, but I’m hoping I can make it a good year.

Talking of birthdays, it was my little sisters 30th yesterday – Eek!! Mum and I treated her to a girlie weekend in London – We took the train to Paddington Saturday morning and arrived at The Sanderson around 1pm and fortunately our room was ready so we checked in, dropped our luggage in the gorgeous room and then headed out to grab some lunch. We enjoyed a leisurely lunch, before heading back to the hotel to drink Champagne and get ready for our evening in the West End. We’d booked tickets to see Disney’s Aladdin – It was amazing, loved it! The show finished around 10:15pm and we made our way back to the hotel bar. The Long Bar at The Sanderson is really popular so it was packed when we arrived back, so we opted to go up to our room for a bit and ordered some room service as although we weren’t starving we thought we ought to have a bite to eat before heading down to the bar for cocktails. After we’d munched our food my sister wasn’t really up for going to the bar, she was ready for bed (turning 30 takes it out of you!) but Mum was up for a drink or two, so we went back down to the bar and had a couple of amazing cocktails! We stayed in the bar until 1:15am before retiring back to the room. Before hitting my pillow I put some banners up and sprinkled ’30’ confetti all ready for my Sis to wake up to. Yesterday morning, I was the one faffing around taking an age to get ready, once I had sorted myself out we found this cute coffee shop called TAP Coffee and had a late breakfast and then we went for a little look around the shops on Oxford St before heading back to the hotel for afternoon tea. I’d booked us in for The Mad Hatters Tea Party afternoon tea (at The Sanderson) and it was AMAZING!! I’ve never eaten so much and felt so full in all my life! I don’t think my photo’s can even do the cakes justice – They were stunning and utterly delicious. With full tummies we made our way back to Paddington and caught the train to Newbury and to my Dads. We had yet more Champagne and my sister opened up her present, which annoyingly she loves (I was hoping she’d hate it and I’d keep it!) We then ate more food as Dad treated us to dinner, I felt like I was going to pop, it was like an endless day of food and cups of tea!! All in all I had a fab weekend, and I hope my not so little sister loved it too!

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Not only have I been busy organising my sisters birthday to make it as special as possible, I have also got my party planner head on ready for this years work Christmas Party (I know you’re all groaning at the mention of Christmas, but venues get booked up in January/February for parties so really and truly I’m late with my planning). Venues have been provisionally booked, entertainment have been contacted and room and table dressing has been discussed – It’s all very exciting!

My tardiness hasn’t been exclusive to my blog writing, I’ve also been royally rubbish with my gym visits over the past month or so too! I have been, and a few weeks ago now my friend and I actually joined each other for our PT sessions; Phil tried to kill us on the Monday and Sam tried to finish the job Wednesday. Neither succeeded and I even managed to do my first Body Combat class on the Saturday! I found the joint PT sessions to be really motivating, working alongside Charlotte gave a slight competitive edge to the workouts but also we worked as a team to help motivate each other. I need motivating, I’ve really lost my love for the gym of late, my non-holiday blues hasn’t helped. I need to find my A game as Phil is always telling me – If anyone happens to find it before me, please let me know! I’ve done a couple more Spin classes, I feel like I’m dying after each one. The last one I went to I was sat next to an old work colleague from my days at Hitachi, so it was nice to have a bit of a catch up (not so nice that after years she had to see me looking a sweating disgusting mess!)

In summary over the past month or so, I’m a year older (as is my sister) I haven’t been to Italy (I have however been to a few Italian Restaurants and I have spent time with The Italian) I’ve drunk lots of Gin, Champagne, Prosecco and fancy cocktails; I’ve been to the gym but not as often as I should have (Bad Laura)…… and I’m debating whether or not I should start a new game or press play to resume one that has been on pause!

I think I’ve typed enough nonsense for now and I’ll try not to leave it months again before posting again, unless of course I treat myself to a Turkish delight and a last minute holiday in the next few days, I will write a post again next week.

Until then

L x

Ride in Peace Luis

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This time last year Mum and I were in Barcelona. The purpose of our trip was to attend the Catalunya MotoGP in Montmelo (and we had fun using Instagram to follow in Jorge Lorenzos footsteps)

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My first gp abroad intensified my obsession with the sport (and of course the riders). Fans of MotoGP are very much like massive family – It doesn’t matter what your nationality is or which rider or team you support, we all get along. Mum and I left our hotel and walked towards Passeig de Gràcia, where swarms of people wearing T-shirts with 46 (The Doctor is popular everywhere and rightly so) 26, 99 and 93 (he’s Spanish after all) were walking in the same direction as us; we jump on the train and sat opposite two lovely Spanish ladies, one a Marquez fan (she seemed nice so I didn’t hold it against her) the other a Dani Pedrosa fan (love him). When you arrive in Montmelo there’s a short walk to the circuit – just follow the crowds through the streets (it very much reminds me of Twickenham on match days – people selling food, drinks and memorabilia outside their front doors) When we reached the circuit we saw the warm up sessions and I managed to get some good-ish pics of the boys and their toys before we walked down to our stand to find our seats.
Race time!! We watched the little buzzy bees of Moto3, our very own Danny Kent won – Yay!!  Moto2 followed seeing Zarco win and Sam Lowes finish in 4th. Then it was the big boys turn! I was wearing my I💛VR T-shirt (it was a tough decision between that and my Dani one) and mum wore her Vale one too. We were surrounded by Spaniards wearing Marquez tops and caps. Marc crashed out of the race – I punched the air and my three faves (Jorge, Vale and Dani) went on to take the podium steps.

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Crashes happen all the time, Cal Crutchlow can vouch for this (he’s always in the medical centre, stressing out his poor wife Lucy) I said I punched the air last year in Catalunya, I did; Marc crashing meant my fave riders got the trophies, but I never wish any of the riders harm. Lets say 90% of the time the riders get back on their feet, looking like Michelin men if the airbags have gone off (this was Marc last year, out of the race but absolutely fine just a little bruised); 9.5% they might need medical treatment, have some plates fitted to their collar bone or have an ankle pinned. Rarely does anything really bad happen. Yesterday however during free practice 2 that horrible 0.5% crash outcome occurred. Luis Salom, a proper little cutie, tattooed arms but with the most genuine smile and twinkle in his eyes crashed at turn 12 and tragically lost his life. Racing has its risks, all the riders know this, but racing is in their blood, they have such a passion for it. Yesterday morning Luis worn a T-shirt with this Nelson Mandela quote on “A winner is a dreamer who never gives up” These riders are very much living their dreams. Safety levels improve year on year and thankfully tragedies rarely happen, so when they do its extremely sad and upsetting. Ride In Peace Luis Salom #Mexicano39

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I will enjoy watching the race this weekend from the comfort of my sofa, keeping my fingers crossed for all my favourites to cross the line in podium positions. I’ll next be trackside in September for the British round at Silverstone and then I’ll be jetting off to Valencia in November for the final race of the season – I can’t wait!!

That was a rather sad start to my blog this week, but as in use these posts as almost diary entries I wanted to write something the sport I love watching.

What have I been up to over the past week.  Well in parts (the gym) not very much, in others (socially/dates) quite a bit.  So last Friday I was on a half day at work and when I finished at 12pm I drove to The Rowbarge at Woolhampton to have lunch with my gorgeous friend and her adorable new baby girl.  The sun was shining(ish) so we sat outside and enjoyed a glass of Pimms with our lunch and had a proper girlie catch-up.  I also had a scrummy cuddle with Ellie, the cutest little bubba around.  After lunch, I headed into town to have my hair cut (nothing exciting just a pre-holiday trim / weight loss aid)

Saturday was a rather lazy day, Mum and I popped into town for a little mooch around the shops (somehow I managed to purchase a new skirt for Florence – Oops) we then went round my sisters for a cuppa.  Sunday my sister was out, but mum and I still went on our family Sunday afternoon walk.  We didn’t go far, we drove into town and then had a little stroll along the canal.  Sunday evening, was date night.  I had another enjoyable evening with the cute Italian, we had dinner and then went back to his to watch a film.

Bank Holiday Monday – yay finally a Monday that I don’t hate!  I went to my sisters for lunch so she could update me on the events of her Sunday.  Then Sunday evening I had another date!  We met in Portsmouth and had a delicious meal in Carluccio’s followed by some drinks in one of the bars at Gunwharf Quays.  I had Tuesday booked off work as annual leave, so I stayed the night in Portsmouth and then spent the day shopping in Gunwharf.  Actually I was well behaved and the only purchases I made was a top for mum and a fathers day present ready to give to dad.  I did pick up numerous tops, dresses and handbags but somehow managed to resist (I think perhaps I’m coming down with something, it’s really the only explanation)

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With my somewhat hectic weekend I didn’t go to the gym for a whole week!  My first and only visit this week was Thursday nights HWP!  Very poor show!  I have even treated myself to new gym leggings to go with my new pink bra and top – I’m hoping my new outfits will motivate me and inspire me to get my Kim K down the gym (it hasn’t worked yet – But I’m certain Phil will help kick my arse Monday at PT)

I think I’m in for a quiet week this week.  The countdown to Florence is in full flow now, I’m so excited, the 19th can not come round soon enough.  We need to do some final planning, but other than packing really I’m ready and raring to get there.  I will of course be down the gym throughout the week, trying to get back on track and lose a few more lbs (before I pile it all on with all the scrummy food and drink in Italy!)

Until next time, thank you for reading.

L x

3, lost count & zilch.

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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

 

 

Please Return To…

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It feels like its been such a long week!

Well you’ll be pleased to read that my paper cuts and scratches from all the envelope opening and flower arranging have healed nicely following the bombardment of cards and roses I received from all my admirers (typed in jest). I did thoroughly enjoy my nonconventional Valentines date last Sunday with my lovely friends and Adam Hills. Adams act was really funny, we giggled lots and saw a lot more of Mr Hills than we expected due to his ‘F**k You Cancer’ strip.

I had my usual PT on Monday. This weeks was a cardio packed workout, bike, rowing machine (I have blisters to show for it) and cross trainer. As you all know the reason I’m working my Kim K off and have these Personal Training sessions is to aid in my mission, Mission Love Me. Its tough and I’m nowhere close to accomplishing this yet, however I’m getting there slowly. My workouts with Phil are definitely helping, as when I’m with him I’m not hating myself so much but hating him for half killing me!

This week has been my worst for gym attendance in a long while, I only managed to get my butt there twice! Such a poor show and I’m annoyed with myself, however part of the reason for this (lame excuse I know) is on Tuesday evening the Cross Trainer and I had a little disagreement. The Cross Trainer won the fight and my left leg looked as though I had two knees, the second new knee being located between my actual knee and my ankle! Over the past few days my shin has gone from shades of purple/red to now a delightful greeny/yellow (its a treat for the eyes – Not).

I can really see how I’m paying the price for my lack of dates with gym this week. I’ve felt more sleepy and lethargic and my body looks and feels more squidgy. Despite this I did however manage to fit into my sisters size 10 Banana Republic jeans – This seriously made my Saturday evening (although my sister wasn’t as impressed!) There’s no way I’m a size 10, I’m not even a comfortable 14 yet so I think it was a fluke that I squeezed myself into them but either way it put a smile on my face and made me do a silly ‘I’m getting there’ dance around the bedroom. I also treated myself to a new dress for work last weekend in a size 14, so although I’m having a fatty feeling week, my efforts at the gym are beginning to pay off.

A work colleague asked me what I am doing – He said that every time he sees me I’m getting smaller and smaller. Again hearing comments like this really help me stay motivated and focused. Today I went into trusty M&S, I wanted to get a new strapless bra. They didn’t have my usual size, so I took the size smaller into the changing room to try on. Now, today my worst fear was realised…….my boobs have got smaller!!! Now apart from my wrists and ankles (which are both ridiculously skinny) and my Kim K (I’ve always been pretty happy with my derrière) my boobs I’ve always loved. I’ve lived by the moto, ‘If you’ve got them flaunt them’ or ‘If in doubt whack them out’ so to say I was mortified to purchase a bra that is two cup sizes smaller today is an understatement. My plea to you all is, if you find my missing cleavage, please return to L Roberts. There will be no cash reward, however if returned, I may be able to put them to good use and get us some free drinks at the bar (Browns in Reading is normally a safe shout)

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Back to good old Marks & Spencer, fellow gin drinkers, you must try their Ready to Drink Mint & Cucumber Gin & Tonic – It’s very refreshing and went down a treat Friday evening.

I’m still in need of a holiday – My sister and I are still looking into Florence in June, but I definitely need to get some sun before June. I would have perhaps visited my friend in Turkey, however news this weekend from him that his girlfriend of five and a half months is 14 weeks pregnant has almost certainly put paid to that happening, which is really naff. I’m going to have a little look on Secret Escapes in a second, see what deals I can be tempted by.

I’ve been trying to channel Carrie Bradshaw over the past week or so, I’ve been thinking about relationships, and finding ‘The One’ so I might post a little piece for you to read over the next few days (when I actually get round to typing it up from notes I’ve jotted down on my mobile)

Until I type again, Happy Smonday.

L x

Gym, Gin & The Game of Life

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Welcome to my blog!

Hi! I’m Laura, 32 and single.  At the end of last year I decided that 2016 is going to be the year I learn to love myself, one step towards achieving this was going to the gym so I thought I’d journal the highs and lows of ‘Mission Love Me’
I’ve never really written in a diary, I think the last time I did Bridget Jones was on at the cinema, so I would have been around 18 (jeez that was a long time ago!) Unlike Miss Jones my tipple is Gin (and of course wine) so it only seemed fitting that it features in my blogs title “Gym, Gin & Game of Life”

Like most girls I have continuous battles with my weight and size, which is emotionally exhausting – hence why the gym often feels like such an effort and chore.  I rejoined the gym back in 2014 and I religiously went 4 or 5 times a week for a good few months; then of course something pops up, a holiday or a cold and before I knew it I wasn’t going, I’d fallen off the wagon.  My membership continued and I would go through phases of being a gym bunny to not even knowing where my trainers were collecting dust!  In September I decided things had to change and in order to become a ‘Bad Ass with a Good Ass’ I got myself a Personal Trainer – Eek!!

I had my 14th PT session on Monday and I swear each week he is trying to kill me!  My personal trainer is Phil – I used to work with him (obviously not in a gym) before he became a trainer.  I’m not sure if Phil being a friend is a good thing or a bad thing; does he push me harder or is he a little softer on me?!?  With an array of different coloured kettlebells at various weights, TRX ropes, step boxes our sessions go something like this:

Phil: Are you warmed up? Right I’m going to push you really hard tonight.  Me: Eugh!! Phil: Right you’re going to do 10 x deadlifts then 10 x squats followed by 10 x blah blah blah (that’s what I hear at least) Me: Oh I hate these. Me: These are the worst. Me: Hideous! Me: Seriously this is the worst week!

It’s no wonder I feel like he’s killing me – I’d want to kill me after all my moaning, wincing and whinging.  I think Phil might actually be a Saint and I’m really thankful to him for putting up with me.  At the end of each session we head over to the mats (best part of the hour workout) and he always tells me I’ve done really well.  I always think he’s lying, but as friends and family have begun telling me the gym is paying off, perhaps I should start believing them all.

So that’s the ‘gym’ covered in brief.  ‘Gin’ is gin and doesn’t really need much of an explanation.  It’s my tipple of choice these days, an acquired taste that my palate only became accustomed to at the age of 28/29.  Which just leaves ‘Game of Life’ which again doesn’t really need explaining – My view is that life, especially ones love life is somewhat a game.  Take dating as an example, or should I say the search for a date.  Shamefully I have Tinder and POF installed on my phone, classed as dating apps but really should be listed as games.  Swipe left, swipe right….Snap! Oh I mean ‘It’s a match’  Often that’s as far as the game gets and its ‘Game Over’ before any things happened, sometimes however things progress and the game commences and you work your way through the levels; this will for sure be a topic I cover frequently on this blog…..so until I type again, thank you for reading my first ever post.

L x