Day One...

...and we (the bf & I) are at it again!  We are attempting yet again to clean up our diet and introduce exercise into our lives.  Yay.....!!!!

There are days when I could read that sentence and be disheartened, but today it's ok because I'm happy that we haven't given up.  I mean, we obviously have...a lot of times, but we've not given up on trying, and that counts for something.

For the record, I think it's important to note that there are other things we've never given up on...gin for example,that would be stupid and wasteful, we've got all this alcohol on top of the kitchen cupboards to get through (there may or may not be more to the right of this photo)...

Motivation?  Neither of us want to be as fat as we are and we both dream about being fit; having that wonderful feeling of freedom that you get when you can run/cycle/row faster and longer than before or for the feeling of pride when you can lift heavier weights than ever before.

We both suffer significantly when we don't eat well, feeling sluggish, bloated and for me if I accidentally eat anything with wheat or yeast in it I can get very sick and it can take up to 2 weeks to fully recover, not to mention the long term harm that I do to my body.

J along with my family & friends threw me the most wonderful surprise birthday party this year.  It was such a brilliant evening, filled with so much laughter, dancing, singing, chat and love.  It was one of those moments that drives home to me just how bloody lucky I am. This evening J & I were looking through the photos from that night and I got caught in the horror that I look like a barrel on legs!!  I am ashamed that instead of being fully engrossed in the wonderful memories of that night, I was focusing on the 3 Pirelli's that I'm carrying about in my mid-section.
There are two answers to this issue; the first being that I need to change my attitude and accept that I am unable (currently) to go back in time and change myself, so what is is.
The second being, if I don't like something and I have the power to change - just bloody do it.

Simples really.....

I'm baaaaack....

...after a wee 3 year break, how time flies!!

My life is switching gear again and a new chapter is beginning I have decided to start blogging again.  That said, I've probably been through about 80 chapters in the past 3 years...

Most significantly, I met a boy :).

 He's called Josh and he's a tall, dark handsome Kiwi, who's loving, caring and really, really patient (obviously not required with me, but good to note).  We live happily ever-mostofthetime together in the Penthoose.  It's actually our 3 year anniversary on the 25th of this month....interesting that I stopped blogging around the time I met him!!!  So to summarise - IT IS JOSH'S FAULT!!

I now have a wee art studio!! :)

Two of my wonderful friends kindly offered me the use of their summerhouse, at the bottom of their garden, to turn into a wee art studio for me to hang out in, drink gin Earl Grey and make stuff.  Unfortunately, I've not had a lot of time recently, however, things are changing and I hope to be spending a lot of time there in the near future.

I'd like to take a moment to ask 'What is going on with 2016?". I live in the UK (Brexit!?!?!), am a fan of music (David Bowie, Prince, Glenn Frey, Bernie Worrell, John Berry, George Martin), comedy (Ronnie Corbett, Terry Wogan, Victoria Wood, Frank Kelly, Caroline Aherne) and film (Alan Rickman, Ken Adam, Anton Yelchin).  Then there have been all the horrendous terrorist attacks around the world, which seem to becoming more & more frequent. I've spent a lot of 2016 walking around dazed and confused muttering "What is going on?, over and over again.  It's like someone has picked up the planet and given it a good shake and everything has gone crazy...

To quote someone I do not know (@dongwon on Twitter)

"Have we tried unplugging 2016 waiting 10 seconds and plugging it back in?"