Category Archives: Getting fit

Pop Up Yoga

I just came back from an absolutely blissful yoga class at Islington’s newest yoga spot Pop Up Yoga. The studio is set back from busy Upper Street, it’s cosy, candle lit and fresh – nothing like the smelly feet experience … Continue reading

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Just bleating

I borrowed the idea of bleating from the ingenious Home Office Mum. A bleat is ‘…a random thought you have (which you’d like to share) and is too long for a tweet and not quite long enough for a blog … Continue reading

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Bed of Nails

In an ideal world, I’d have a private cook, a personal trainer that comes to my house and a massage therapist that takes away the strains of my lady-who-lunches lifestyle. In my world, there are Innocent Veg Pots, gruesome Pilates … Continue reading

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Beautcamp Pilates. It hurts so good.

In the glorious wobble-free days before baby, I have been known to be a little obsessed with exercise. I used to run before work, go for a swim after work and spent my lunch breaks on a reformer. Now, if … Continue reading

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Wednesday Weigh-In Vol. 12. Or: As boring as watching paint dry

Having renovated a house recently, I can honestly say that watching paint dry is more exciting than attempting to diet. The last diet (remember Fat Smash: peas and lentils and lentils and peas) was ditched after four days. Four days! Instead we went to New York and tucked into pancakes (sky-high pancake piles soaked in maple syrup, accompanied by fried eggs and bacon), pizza and gigantic chocolate chip cookies. Only to be followed by the New England diet, i.e. lobsters and melted butter, corn on the cob and pumpkin pie. I know this is going to surprise you, but I STILL haven’t lost those last three pounds. Continue reading

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Wednesday Weigh-In Vol. 11. Or: The missing ingredient

To encourage further shrinkage, I have recently replaced my beloved Pain au Chocolat with muesli for breakfast. So when I absent-mindedly read the text on the muesli box, the scales fell from my eyes. (!) My diet was missing an essential ingredient. And these folks even have the nerves to boast about not having it in their product. At all. Continue reading

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Wednesday Weigh-In Vol. 10. Or: The magic lies in the peas

I had a breakthrough yesterday. I am back in my jeans! Ok, only in those that used to fit the loosest, but it is a start.

Two weeks of stuffing myself with white bread and butter left me feeling a little bloated, to say the least. I didn’t want to be a killjoy, but I also didn’t want to demotivate my dieting self. That’s why I didn’t hit the scales when I came back form our delicious vacation. I am not as brave as Fab Brunette, sorry guys! Continue reading

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Wednesday Weigh-In Vol. 9. Or: Ignorance is bliss

Two weeks on Île de Ré, and not only did I gain a tan, but also a few extra inches around the waist. My trousers appear to hug my hips in a tight embrace. The two stick together like first time lovesick teenagers. Let’s hope this summer romance isn’t more than a short-lived fling. You ask how this could happen? An analysis of photo material should bring light into this sombre affair. Continue reading

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Wednesday Weigh-In Vol. 8. Or: The swine flu diet and exercise plan

Don’t worry. It hasn’t hit us. I am just trying to come up with a sensible plan to keep it as far away from us as possible. And if that means I am going to sit on my 5 extra pounds for a little longer, so it shall be. Continue reading

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Wednesday Weigh-In Vol.7. Or: I’m losing it

Another week, another visitor, another BBQ. My beloved brother stayed with us over the weekend. Of course, being the doted hostess, I scrapped my diet plans and feasted along. To be honest, I am not on a diet anyway. Continue reading

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