When I saw this I laughed so hard and knew I just had to share it! My abs still hurt from the laughing…
Note to self: need more ab-work.
You know you’re stressed when you come home to find your mum in your kitchen and you burst into tears. Good luck controlling yourself when you realise she’s bought you a bottle of your favourite cider, cooked you dinner and packed you a tasty lunch for tomorrow.
You might of noticed things have been a little quiet here lately – it’s just a little full on with study, work, social and finding time to sleep. The working out side of things has fallen away into that dark shady place us procrastinators call “tomorrow”.
This is bad. The working out is what keeps me sane.
I know that this isn’t a new issue. Everyone feels as though there aren’t enough hours in the day, and use it as an excuse to not exercise. To not eat right. To not look after themselves.
I don’t want that.
My work (and work related study) will always come first. That’s not negotiable. And I can’t be alone in this.
So I ask your advice: what works for you? How do you get 10-14 hours of work and study in every day while still getting a full night’s sleep, a social life and private quiet-time on top of a decent fitness routine?
Or is it more a matter of something’s gotta give and I need to re-prioritise?
I don’t remember the last time I went to the gym. Or went for a run. I haven’t been to boot camp in a while either (I missed the sign-up deadline for May… now I have to wait until June).
I do, however, remember the last time I ate icing straight out of a cup, and what I had for breakfast. It was covered in sugar & cinnamon, and dipped in chocolate dipping sauce. And I ate it in a fluffy pink dressing gown that adds another 5kg. Oh yeah, I’d totally tap me in the mornings.
Tomorrow, however, is a completely different story. I will get to the gym in the morning, and go out for a walk in the afternoon.
Please members of this tight-knit community – do not be alarmed! This is not delusion. This is motivation.
It was hard to spot at first.
But I’m 98% confident I’ve got it right, now.
I may have just eaten half of a family-sized block of Cadbury chocolate. That’s right, not even the good stuff.
I feel okay sharing this with you because this is the least-terrible thing I’ve eaten in the past week.
This has left me feeling very icky, bloated and poor.
I’m off to Auckland for a couple of nights tomorrow, and when I get back there will be no more takeaways, junk food or bought lunches. It’s all about the homemade, penny-saving goodness, baby!
This week I have a nice, casual dinner plan sorted. We’re headed into winter, so I want warm, filling meals – and
it’s dark by the time I get home I’m lazy so they have to be quick and easy.
Solution one: cook a batch of something delicious on Sunday, and eat up well for the fist half of the week (at least). Cue this so-easy-my-dog-could-do-it recipe: roasted vegetable couscous salad with cashews for extra crunch.
I made a bulk-batch of four servings, at approximately 370 calories each, with really simple ingredients. If you’re interested in the recipe, read on! Continue reading
What’s this obsession with having a gap between your legs when you stand with your feet together?
Y’all know it comes down to the size of your hips, right?
Ladies, there’s not a lot you can do to change what God gave you.
And this would be a terrible reason to try getting pregnant.
Can we all just agree that anyone looking there (let alone judging you!) is a creep?
Because damn girl, you be fiiiiiiine.
So… serious question: who else gets serious plumber crack when squatting?
In the comfort of my own living room it’s fine. Cool breeze and all that.
Boot camp on the Wellington waterfront in front of a team of fellow boot-campers… Not so fine. Especially when kit out in boxing gloves, squatting between sets. No one deserves to be subjected to that horror!
Enough is enough – with the lack of a better option, I’ve invested in a couple of long men’s singlets. Men’s singlets because oh my Lordy they are so much cheaper. And fit better. What’s up with that, Adidas? Huh? Huh?!
So yeah, who else has this…errr… Issue?
And what do you do to deal with it?