Deny thy carbohydrate and refuse thy gluten contentOr if thou wilt not, be but sworn my loveAnd I’ll no longer be on the keto diet. As I enter week 3 of my vegetarian ketogenic ‘journey’ (as everyone seems to be calling it, rather than ‘diet’, because it’s supposed to be a long-term lifestyle change ratherContinue reading “O pasta, pasta, where for art thou pasta?”
I have no idea if I’ve learnt 11 things. This is a very specific number of learnings but it’s what I typed, so let’s go…
Lent is a test of willpower. Every year, like many people around the world, I renounce things I like for 6 weeks – not because I’m a Catholic (although this is what the official papers say I am) but because I feel like if I don’t follow Lent, something bad will happen.
I recently got back from a brilliant week’s holiday in Massachusetts. My friend had her wedding just outside a little town called Groton by a big, quiet lake surrounded by forest. It was beautiful, all of it. The wedding, the lake, the white wood-clad New England houses with their dolls-house dormer windows and immaculately stripedContinue reading “Supermarkets: the beating heart of America”
I’ve got a little while before I start work so, seeing as I just paid to renew my blog domain name, I thought I’d whack out a short post.
I’m taking a quick break from novel writing (it’s going terribly, by the way) to update you on this year’s sugar-free Lent challenge. I’m 1.5 weeks in and I’ve hit a plateau. This week was my ‘time of month’ (I don’t know why we call it this. It sounds like it should be the highlight of theContinue reading “My body the fat sponge”
I’ve made it a week without any sugar! I literally had children waving bananas and fistfuls of Jelly Babies in my face on Sunday during the Eastbourne Half Marathon and still I remained true to my promise to shun all sugar for Lent. In all honesty I probably should have just had a Jelly BabyContinue reading “One week, one half marathon, no sugar”
Last New Year’s Eve I was in bed before midnight and up for a run before dawn. I was Ms McSmuggington Smug Face. The smuggest of all the smug joggers in their fancy high-vis leggings they got for Christmas.
I just thought I’d squeeze a really quick post into my lunch-break as, what with all the food prep I’m having to do on the 90 day ‘shift, shape and sustain’ plan by Joe Wicks (AKA The Bodycoach), I haven’t had any time to blog about it yet.
I’m eating dinner as I type. It’s a recipe from Lean in 15 – but it’s one of those tricky ones without pictures so I don’t know if this is what it’s supposed to look like.