Monday, 26 January 2015

February Challenge

A friend mentioned that maybe I might shop alot, that it might be an addiction. This is statement is thrown at me on a regular basis and I just laugh it off. I like clothes, buying them makes me happy and then wearing them makes me even happier. Yes that probably makes me incredibly shallow. But I ensure my bills are paid, moneys put aside for the essentials and I save. The rest is my playtime money. I don't drink alot, I don't smoke, I never put anything on credit and I don't spend money on a hobby. Unless you count shopping as a hobby? But when someone who's opinion means alot says something you start to wonder if maybe these people have a point? Naaaaaaaa.

So in February I'm going to challenge myself to not buying a single item of clothing, pair of shoes or bag. Non essential beauty buys are banned - No YSL Black Opium for me :( It won't be easy, I have two birthdays in February, my first instinct is to buy something new, but I'll have to make do with something from my wardrobe. I'll update on a regular basis and I WILL be honest if I give in. If I make it to the end of the month think of all that money I'll have in March :) 
Thursday, 22 January 2015

Twitter

Recently Twitter has lost some of its appeal. It should be fun, light hearted. Interactions with strangers, friends, like minded people. I'm tempted to take a break, even delete it all together but I know I'll be back. I'll last a few days and then give in. More importantly there are people on there, some I've met and some I've not met who mean something to me, who I enjoy talking too and I wouldn't want to not have that interaction. Today I had conversation with a good friend who reminded me that after all it's just Twitter not real life and that I have power to check the app or not. I have the tendency to care too much which often leaves me hurt and confused. But at the end of the day Twitter is just social media. 
Wednesday, 7 January 2015

2015 update

I put on a new bikini last night and for the first time in about 8 months I liked what I saw. Hard work in the gym and healthier diet (excluding Christmas) is paying off. And you know what? It felt GREAT! Recently I've felt like I've been putting in all this effort and not reaping the rewards but finally I'm starting to see it and that only spurs you on.

I hate to be that person that preaches on and on about how exercise is good for you, makes you feel better inside and out but it really is the truth. I have so much more energy, I sleep better and I have no guilt when I do want to indulge. I have become that annoying person who loves going to the gym.

I have this silly notion of hitting 30 in June and wanting to feel and look better than I've ever done. Knowing that I've worked for that will be extra satisfying. Where I used to long for my figure that I had in my teens, early twenties I now know that the straight up down no breasts and no bum look is not what I'm after now. I want to feel healthy, strong and toned.

What I'm trying to say is that don't give up, don't be disheartened if you've starting exercising and you're not seeing immediate results. Stick it and give it time. It WILL happen.

It really has started off my 2015 in a good way. Along with planning a trip to NYC for my 30th I'm off to Centre Parks with all my friends next weekend. We've pretty much been friends since secondary school, some even infant school. We've all gone off done our own thing, some uni, some work but still we are great friends. So as we all turn 30 this year (besides one in November) we decided that rather than each doing some separate for our birthdays we'd book ourselves some cosy log cabins in Longleat and spend a long weekend relaxing in the spa, cycling, swimming and maybe even some archery! I can't wait, I'll be packing my kindle, PJ's, slobby clothes, Barbour and wellies (Hunters of course!)

I hope you're 2015 is going just as well! :)

Thanks for reading my drivel!

Laura x


Monday, 5 January 2015

i hate my arse

There I said it.

I hate my arse.

We all have that one thing we would change, okay so maybe mines more like 5.. but I would totally start with my arse! I'm not after any Kardashian arse, lord no. Happen to think thats pretty grotesques if I'm honest. But seriously I get bum envy at the gym. Perfect sculpted bum cheeks are just a zillion squats away from me. Don't get me wrong I do them, TONS. I also use the stepper, spin and run but 2014 was the year of the arse hate. Online, in magazines, adverts they are so perfect, too perfect to be honest. We all know they've been manipulated by photo-shop, or some other fancy program but it doesn't stop that comparison to our own arse or particular body part and finding it lacking because that perfect arse or endless legs doesn't exist in the real world!

So 2015 is going to be the year I LOVE MY BUM.

Wait, that sounds a bit wrong, but you know what I mean. It's not perfect, it probably won't ever be but that said there are such unrealistic body ideals floating around that really there is no such thing as perfect. So part of my new non resolution for 2015 is to love my flaws. Or try to anyway. That includes my bum. My bum is perfect for me!

I think thats more than enough bum talk for one day. I'd love it if you shared any flaws you 'think' you have. Maybe we can go on this love yourself journey together? (again sounds wrong)

Laura x
 

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