FITNESS FRIDAY: A NEW WORKOUT.

Friday, 29 June 2018

So if you've been reading my blog for a little while, you'll know that fitness takes over my life 4/5 times a week. I attend classes, do my own thing sometimes, etc. And while I'm there, I also take note of the workouts that have really worked with me. So, because I'm so lovely, I thought I'd share a new workout with you all!

An app that I use to time my workouts is "Seconds". You can personalise it to however you want to use it to suit you perfectly. (Obvs not a spon. Just a personal preference).


It's a good high intensity workout. Trying a brand new one tomorrow - so will probs put that one up soon! Let me know in the comments if you try this one out and what you thought! (By the way, this is a workout from a personal trainer at the gym. I'm not claiming this as my own).

Ocean Blue

Wednesday, 27 June 2018

He's someone that I've admired from afar,
Not telling anyone, so it doesn't leave a scar.

But there's something about his ocean blue eyes,
That's got my gaze lingering and heaving hopeful sighs.

Unfortunately due to my long list of preference,
Showing pictures to people as a reference.
That unfortunately this will just be a crush,
When a simple interaction can make me blush.

He's someone that I'll admire from afar,
Because the rejection will leave me a scar.
But his presence causes me to stare,
And silently ponder without a care.

Improving My Tattoos!

Friday, 22 June 2018


I admit that I’ve been slacking on my blog, which I apologise for. However, I can say that after this post, I will be more active and uploading two posts a week. It’s just deciding the days that I’ll be uploading…

Anyway, 2 years ago, I went with my friend Joanne to get a tattoo done. Well, it was two. One on each wrist. The tattoos were linked, and had two meanings to them. 1. The four leaf clover represented my niece (and now nephew, now that he’s born). 2. It also represents a One Direction song: End Of The Day. “Just Me, Her (Mollie & now Oisin so them), and the Moon.” (The second tattoo on my other wrist). And I was a bit… I wasn’t satisfied with how it looked basically. And I have gotten sick and tired of explaining what the four leaf clover is; “is it a broccoli?” “Is it a tree?” No, it’s a four leaf clover 🙄, so I finally decided to get something done about it: get it redone.


For me, even though the whole fear of saying no to someone is a big thing in my life; I really wanted to get this redone, as it was a symbol of something big and important in my life. So when my mum and I finally arranged an appointment to get it done on Wednesday (20th June). Full of nerves and eager to go, I finally made it. I'm not going to lie, I did apply numbing cream. Is that cheating??? It's not really when it didn't fecking work! Story of my life. 

So I went in with shaky hands and butterflies in my we arrived at the tattoo place. The pain wasn't as bad as I originally made it out to be. I have really sensitive skin and I hate pain. Because it's on the inside of my wrist as well, I was obvs really nervous. Turns out. as soon as you get used to the feeling, it ain't too bad.
I am absolutely obsessed with them and I love them so much! If you're thinking of getting a tattoo done, but you're worried about the pain, it's not as bad as you think, honestly.

The Fear Of Eating Out

Monday, 11 June 2018

I think when you're in the comfort of your own home and you're highly aware of what's in the fridge, and when you'll be eating them; dinnertime isn't something that's considered scary. However, take me to any restaurant, pub or cafe, and I am SCREWED! Looking through the menu and just knowing that everything is bad for me, and the fear of just not knowing the calories, or what it's going to do to my body.


Eating out with friends and family are both two different things for me. I think eating out with friends, is kind of when I can make both good and bad decisions with food. I'm either heavily influenced by their choices, or I just go for something that sounds extremely healthy, that actually doesn't taste so good.



(Not my picture, this belongs to my gal Lauren.)

This is one of the meals I've had recently with friends, Deanna and Lauren. This was an offer for 3 Tapas options with a free large glass of wine for £13.95. And honestly? It was probably one of the healthiest options I've ever had. Here's what I had:
  • Goat's Cheese & Spinach Croquettes
  • Garlic Mushrooms on Sourdough Toast (v)
  • Bacon Popcorn
Not gonna lie, I do realise that bacon popcorn isn't the most healthiest option out of the three, however there wasn't anything else there that didn't have a spice. I'm not the biggest spice fan, and especially hate anything with a chilli dip. Altogether though, I honestly loved the food, it was delicious, and I'd definitely try that again!



So that was on Tuesday. It was perf, and then on Thursday, I met up with another friend of mine: Danielle. We went to Nandos which is one of those restaurants that make me nervous. I had a Butterfly Chicken, which was the healthy part. And then chips and garlic bread as sides. I eat rather healthy, so carbs can be okay as well.


If anyone has any tips and tricks for eating out with friends and family, please let me know in the comments below.

Dear Diary; Please forgive me, for I have sinned.

Thursday, 7 June 2018

I think that because in the past, writing in my diary was classed as a form of therapy for me; I think is why I've been putting it off. Because of my mental health, and how overthinking makes my emotions turmoil, I think is why I've been avoiding it. However, whenever I get the need - the want, to write in my diary, there’s almost a voice inside my head that tells me not to. Almost dares me, at the same time. And I don’t know why it is. My diary is a safe place. It’s my little book of thoughts and emotions written down, for just me to read. What am I scared of?

I think overall, it’s the old worry from my old job, that maybe someone will read it. A family member, a friend if they see it. Curiosity is everywhere, and you never know. I once caught my dad reading some lyrics I’d written in there. As soon as I did, I called him out on it. He apologised instantly, as he wasn’t aware it was my diary. He thought it was just a notebook with lyrics on. And my dad is one of my biggest supporters when it comes to anything creative. Whether that be editing or writing. He just wants me to follow my dreams. 

Especially last year, when my mental health was constantly up and down, there was this assumption in my head; that if I didn't write it down in my diary, it didn't happen. And I think that's mentally still my thought process. But I should be writing everything down. Because when I'm older, I know I'll want to read back of everything that happened.

I'm slowly on a journey to both love myself, and love my diary again. (Two different journeys - one important and one not so important???) Well, that's what other people think. My diary is something that has always been one of those things that I love having with me. Almost like a comfort blanket.

It sounds silly, but life just sometimes gets in the way. And I feel like, if I want to get something done sometimes, I need to set myself reminders. And it does sound silly. It should be the last thing that I do. Like vlogging, I want to look back at my entries and feel like I'm there all over again.

My love for writing in a diary originated from a British TV Show called My Mad Fat Diary. (If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it!) That show is how I met both Phoebe and Joanne. I was so good 2014-2016 writing in a diary. So I need to get back on it! It's June now, and I feel like I've barely written in it. 

Do any of you guys write a diary, Bridget Jones or Rae Earl style? What kind of diaries do you write in? Is it a daily diary like Bridget? Or is it just a random notebook like myself and Rae? Let me know in the comments below.

Another Hint Of Clarity

Monday, 4 June 2018

It was a moment of clarity, when she realised it was better being the one he could always turn to; rather than being the one on her arm.

It's when she sat beside him, and their arms brushed that she realised, maybe this wasn't what she wanted after all. But instead, it was the laughs they shared, and the jokes they made.

She wondered if she really ever sat down and thought about it, if it was the comforting thought she wanted, or if it was really him. But as she sat there, in that moment, with him sitting beside her; she realised. She would rather have him in her life forever, rather than just for a little while.

And that for her, was clarity.

Are you Beach Body Ready? No? Me Neither...

Saturday, 2 June 2018

Continuing on my body positivity on my blog, I wanted to do a small blog post in regards to the whole "beach body ready" saga. I find it really annoying when it's coming to Summer, that there's so many adverts and signs that say, "are you beach body ready?" And then there's some diet pills, shake replacement meals or something else. My question is: what the hell is beach body ready? What body shape makes you look ready for the beach?

When searching it, this is what comes up:
Image result for beach body ready

When I personally think of myself and my body being "beach body ready", I always think of this picture:

This is where I felt the most positive about my body. And I can tell you now, my body doesn't look like that. My thighs have gotten bigger, so has my backside, and my love handles are more obvious. But myself and Phoebe have been talking. We're going on holiday in August, and with my body positivity, but also insecurities, I've been wondering about the whole, bikini thing. 

We're going away with my mum, her boyfriend, Thomas (brother), Catherine (sister in law) and the kiddos are all going together, and we're all so, so excited. With so many people going, my anxiety is going sky high, and all I want to do is be at the gym and eating salads. But like Phoebe said, we're all comfortable with each other, so why should I care?

I am still going to go to the gym the same amount of times that I usually go. I will still keep eating healthy, and panic when going out for food. I just need to keep my head focused on my healthy lifestyle that I want. Because after all: a healthy mind is a healthy life. Or is it the other way around?


The point of this post is that if you're getting down over the adverts and posts about being "beach body ready", then don't worry. Your body is beautiful and stop freaking out about not having the right body for the summer. There's no such thing as having the right body, and you need to learn to accept yourself the way you are.