You don’t grow up with someone and then not grow old with them.

     I complain about my single status on this blog ALL THE TIME. I’m sure you’re all sick of it by now, so you’ll be glad to hear that’s not what this post is about. You can thank me later. Have you heard the new Ellie Goulding song; Army? Well, she was tired of writing songs about boys and the stupid things that they do (although you’re not all innocent, are you Miss Goulding??) so Army is written for her best friend. So I’ve taken a leaf out of her book and this post is for my best friend. … Continue reading You don’t grow up with someone and then not grow old with them.

A novel idea

     Before I actually start writing this post, I want to express my thanks to the lovely girl who used my comment form in the ‘About me’ section of this blog. You are the first to use it and your words genuinely meant the world to me. Writing on the internet opens you up to all kinds of criticism and while I haven’t actually been subjected to ‘internet trolls’, I am aware that it’s a risk I take every time I post on this little blog. So for someone to take time out their life to send me a … Continue reading A novel idea

It seems I fell off the wagon…

   The half marathon broke me. Not physically. Physically I recovered in a couple of days. The aches eased, the bruises faded and the chafing (yes, the chafing!) healed. But mentally… mentally I was a bit broken.    For 12 weeks prior to the half marathon that’s all I thought about. Training right, eating right, building muscle, increasing my distance, running up hills, running down them, sprinting, spin classes, weights sessions, injuries. Then, the day came and went and when I woke up on the Monday after and struggled into work I felt kind of free. I didn’t have to … Continue reading It seems I fell off the wagon…

The week before pay day…

      As this week has been the week before pay day and I have been incredibly broke. I have Christmas to pay for and a ski trip next year… and you know pints to buy every Friday and Christmas parties to go to and (possibly) buy new clothes for. All the important things, naturally. So here’s a little list about the thoughts I’m sure we all have when we’re counting down the days till pay day. I’m going to cook a huge batch of Bolognese/soup/chilli to live off for the week. Wait, what’s this in the freezer? Is that … Continue reading The week before pay day…