Oliver put it quite rightly when he said 'food glorious food.' Some of us eat to live, others live to eat. My sole existence, the outline of my day is utterly dictated by what and when I can eat. My relationship with food has been complex, intrinsically linked with my desire to weigh two stone [...]
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Under Pressure.
Pretty nerve racking isn't it? The unknown. Peering over the edge of the cliff before you jump into the ocean. It's fine once you land, and you always will, the water isn't going anywhere. The worst thing that's going to happen, is you lose your cozzie on the way down. It's just that moment before [...]
The Dating Maze.
I'm utterly and completely lost. If the dating scene were a maze, you know the ones you visit when you're little and they seem huge, never ending and infuriatingly repetitive, then I am on the outer wall of that maze. I am against the back hedge, I've lost my map, it's started to rain and [...]
How boxing has changed my life…
Mohammed Ali, Anthony Joshua, Nicola Adams, Georgina Forsyth-Read? Not quite. 10 weeks ago I decided that I wanted to challenge myself, push myself so far out of my comfort zone that I could no longer see or make my way back to it. Here I am, stranded, with nothing but all that I have learnt, [...]
F.O.M.O
It's not exactly FOMO that I suffer from. Not the type of fear that makes you say yes to a night out when you know that you have work early the next morning. Or the type of fear that lands you on a trip you know that you can't afford because the dent it will [...]
SELF LOVE: PART III
I know, I know. Banging on about loving myself again. This time I'm literally banging on, so get your headphones in or your speaker connected and sit back. Enjoy. Self Love - A predicament. It is a predicament. Difficult and unpleasant. Confronting the things about yourself that you have ridiculed for years. The parts [...]
Who am I when I’m with you.
Or follow the link. x It comes most poignantly to head when writing a reference. That part of the application or even interview where the dreaded question is uttered... 'So, tell us a bit about yourself' Suddenly I don't know. I don't know the self that they speak of. The person that I have spent [...]
