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Neither Chris or I had been to Brighton before so we decided to make the most of our last day off together and visit the beach!
In true British style the weather was a bit odd! I wasn’t sure if I was hot, cold or somewhere in-between. There were points in the day where I was all zipped up shivering and then in complete contrast moments when I was pulling silly faces in a tank top melting!
Regardless, it was lovely to relax on the beach enjoying the sound of the sea caressing the pebbles. It was the first thing we did when we got there, we couldn’t resist. We laid on the beach so we could have a little sleepy snuggle, I know soppy and romantic but I do have a soft side deep down.
After a little snooze on the beach, we decided to explore the pier. The Pier opened in 1899 and is looking rather good considering its old age. There were lots of rides and activities to take part in, as well as food stalls. The most important being the ice cream! Everyone loves a good flake ice cream!
We gobbled down the ice creams and then headed for the 2p machines! I am a sucker for them and we ended up spending ages in there trying to win different prizes! We came away with five and we didn’t spend a fortune.
After fun at the arcades we decided to play some crazy golf. It was great fun and although I started off badly by the end of it I found my swing (pardon the pun).
The most important part of a trip to the beach is of course to indulge in some tasty-tasty fish and chips! We got ours from Fish and Liquor, and they were divine! I would 100% recommend getting your food from there. You can eat in but we wanted to take ours away. It was great to chill in a deck chair with a beautiful view of the sea, summer really is just around the corner!
What’s the best way to spend a Tuesday evening? That’s right guys… bowling! Despite being shockingly awful, it was great fun to fail epically. Check out some of the snaps from our trip below!
We dragged my boyfriend (Chris) along to challenge him, so this was us doing a pre-game warm up! I have no idea why we felt the need for such ridiculous poses but hey it had us in fits of giggles. Plus it got us some strange looks which just added to the hilarity of it all.
Cate was very excited to bowl first, and I must say I am loving the blood red skinny jeans. If I had a smaller butt I would be tempted to steal them and never return them.
Action shots! I actually like the dodgy photography. It’s cool the way the camera has captured us, we look like holograms which appeals to my inner sci-fi geek.
Most of my attempts ended with the ball gliding hopelessly down the gutter, so not surprisingly, I came last with only 37 points (told you I was awful). Cate came second with 54 points and Chris beat us both with 76. So I decided to challenge him at shooting!
Unfortunately, it turned out that I suck at that too! The badass pose was all show, I did however manage to get one headshot.
So there you have it, a glimpse into our Tuesday at Hollywood bowl. We had a good time and judging by our scores I certainly think we will be returning to practise more… and so I can beat Chris. I would say it’s not personal but it so is!
Everyone has an ambition whether it’s to gain a university degree or take over the world! Okay maybe the last one was a little extreme but you get the idea. We’ve all got something on the brain, something we want to achieve.
Yet so many of us are not succeeding. Now people say its because the goals are unobtainable or unrealistic. I disagree. I believe its attitude. If you are not motivated you will make excuses. Excuses are for the weak! Don’t tell me why you haven’t reached your goal; instead tell what you are going to do next to get there!
There is no point saying you want something but then fail to take any step in the right direction to get there. That’s like sitting in bed doing absolutely nothing and expecting to magically appear on a tropical beach, you need to book the ticket and earn the money to get there! You only truly want something if you are willing to get up and do something about it!
Fight for your dreams. Go out and try for your dreams. Fail at your dreams. If you aren’t failing then you aren’t trying hard enough. Nobody achieves something worthwhile through an easy ride. You just get back up, dust yourself off and try again. It’s going to be tough, it might take a long time, but my god when you get there it will be worth it!
I am working towards my dreams. Question is how hard are you working?
We are often too busy to stop and look. We are all guilty of going about the mundane morning routine in a sleepy haze leaving the house. Once you get to your destination (whether that be work or school) most of us are stuck inside. Until finally we leave and make the same journey home, unaware and uninspired by the beauty around us.
The other day I changed that, I sat in my car with the door open in the car-park after buying some food for dinner and listened. I listened to the sound of the breeze, the cheerful chirping of the birds. I could hear the delicate raindrops pitter pattering on the windscreen.
I looked up and saw a beautiful rainbow painted in the sky, with a faint one accompanying it. I smiled marvelling at nature. Its such a beautiful… yet strange notion. Without further thought, I sprang into action. I ran out into the rain and danced around for a moment before deciding to capture the moment on my phone.
I walked backwards finding the perfect spot to try and film it before it would disappear. I nearly walked into a unsuspecting man and apologised.
He frowned at me and then looked up at the sky and back to me. “Ah I see” He exclaimed, joining me as I gazed up at the rainbow above us. “Your not as mad as you look” he added.
I laughed and then shot this video. Within moments it had disappeared. A fleeting sight but one that has left an impression. It’s good to be at one with nature, it makes the soul feel healthy. We need to make more time in our busy lives to marvel in its wonderment.
Sound familiar? It’s a fact of life… everyone is busy. We are busy working. Busy looking after others. Busy nurturing our relationships. Busy checking Facebook (Yes we are all guilty). We get caught up in our hectic lives juggling a million and one things. It’s crazy how busy we are being busy and we all have that one thing in common, we don’t spend enough time on ourselves. Sometimes its necessary to be selfish and that doesn’t make you a bad person!
Taking time out and refusing to give attention to anything other than your goals is healthy. We need to pursue passions, doing enjoyable things or sometimes just mong out in front of the telly. It can be challenging to find the time to indulge in this uninterrupted bliss but it’s a challenge worth pursuing.
Having that ‘Me’ time is not something to feel guilty about, it is to better yourself and thusly better how you treat and interact with others around you. Giving yourself the opportunity to relax and recharge will then help you refocus on the less fun stuff like your responsibilities.
So we’ve talked about why it’s good, now lets talk about how to make it happen!
Remember that you are important and that you can never take your health (emotional and physical) for granted. You only live once make it count. There’s no use stressing out and burning out – you’ll be no good to anyone in that condition. Taking time out is allowed and it should be encouraged to ensure you live a fulfilling, happy and healthy lifestyle.
Now that you believe you deserve this time, make sure it’s time well spent. Do you waste time checking Tweets and random Facebook posts by people you haven’t spoken to in years? Think carefully about what will make you feel rejuvenated and give you a sense of happiness and achievement. For me it’s being creative for others it could be reading a novel or practicing yoga. Write a list of goals you want to complete and make sure you schedule this time!
Say “no”! I get this can be hard at times but its important. If it’s not going to add value to your life then what is the point? Think carefully before committing to something. If it’s really something that you can’t get out of (work commitments) don’t be afraid to ask for help. You don’t have to muddle through things alone.
Remember work hard but also play hard! – It’s a pretty good motto to live by. It’s certainly one I know I will be sticking to more so than ever. Do you have any tips on how you make time for yourself?
Everyone it seems is a sucker for a good quote, Tumblr is full of em’. I love quotes because they are short, sweet and get to the point. Why go around all the houses when you can find an alley and take a short cut?
I enjoy writing but I hate word counts with a passion because as the famous saying goes – it’s quality not quantity, which is why quotes are the perfect piece of wisdom and inspiration. They are simplistic and can touch millions of people at a mere glance.
Take this for example; one of my favorite quotes: “Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life” –Steve Jobs. A simple yet motivating and thought provoking lesson that many of us are being taught through life’s experiences.
I once tried to impart my wisdom (or lack of) onto the population with my not so game changing ‘what’s the point of being serious when life’s a joke’ motto. I was going for the same sort of message as Steve Jobs though unfortunately mine sounds like an angsty teenager wrote it. Nobody really wants to take on board a message that sounds like part of a suicide note. It doesn’t exactly ignite a passion from within and make you want to sit up and act on the monotony in ones life!
My career in motivating people was over before it started. Then again it’s probably for the best! I think the day people start taking my advice, is the day that humanity embarks on a journey down a long bleak road, which will probably end in an amusing entry into the Darwin awards.
Despite not being the best person to take life lessons from, you don’t have to be a guru to be a quote master. The thing about quotes is they aren’t necessarily original thoughts, they don’t need to be witty, nor do they have to be awe inspiringly intelligent they just need to tell us what we already know and make you feel like you can change for the better.
Its cliché but true, your body is a temple but its one we seem to be failing to worship. The human body is truly incredible (you can find out just how incredible here). I find it amazing to think that we are made up of atoms… about 7 octillion (7,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000) apparently, which are more atoms than there are known stars in the universe! Each set of 7 octillion atoms make up some pretty interesting characters like you and I and everyone else you know. We should be celebrating how unique we all are but instead we all seem hell bent on criticizing one another and most of all ourselves.
Growing up it was the reign of size zero, every girl was told that to be beautiful she had to have a thigh gap and fit in the smallest clothes possible. This is fine if you are naturally skinny but I am not, I never have been. I was bullied for having chunkier legs than some of my friends and my bum was the talk of the class! People would make comments sometimes to leave a sting and other times not meaning to be hurtful such as ‘when I was your age I was slimmer’ or the famous ‘that makes your bum look big’. I hated my body. The media had told me I was not perfect that I was fat and ugly because anything larger than a size two made you inadequate. To be perfect I needed to be like a catwalk model/size zero celebrity. Now I wont go into the details of what happened but I lost weight and tried to be like the women I was told were perfection.
I love seeing women of all different ethnicities and dresses sizes gracing the front of magazines, blogs, advertisements and strutting down the catwalk. It is like a celebration of the diversity in humanity and something truly beautiful to witness. But like all things human we have to spoil it. I guess its human nature! Rather than learning from the torture of fat shaming the media imposed on impressionable young and old minds alike, it has now become fashionable to criticize the girls we once put on a pedestal. That’s right I am talking about skinny shaming.
I hate ‘skinny shaming’ just as much as I hate ‘fat shaming’ its stupid and hurtful. A woman can be slim naturally and not have to starve herself and she shouldn’t have to be ridiculed for that. She shouldn’t be made to feel any less of a woman because she’s not as curvy as Kim Kardashian or Jennifer Lopez. She, like every other man and woman on this planet should be made to feel special, because we all are incredible. I don’t understand this culture of one-upmanship; nobody is better than anyone else!
It doesn’t matter what your waist size is because beauty is so much more than that and that’s what the media’s message should be. They have so much power and with power comes responsibility. They have a responsibility to the millions of girls, boys, men and women who are left feeling inadequate because they don’t fit into the fictional ideal.
With beauty there is no one mould that fits all. Not one person on this planet is inadequate. The media can keep their ideals and stuff them where the sun doesn’t shine because they are so wrong about beauty. We are the combination of 7 octillion atoms for goodness sake! Those atoms, the elements that make up our bodies were forged in stars billions of years ago. We are stardust. Now if that’s not magnificent, beautiful, amazing (insert other exciting synonym) then what is?
The Ice Hockey season is over (nooooo) and although my team the Invicta Dynamos didn’t win the play offs (thanks to the Wightlink Raiders) we did win the NIHL Southern cup, so all in all a not too shabby season. We didn’t have a great start with imports being unreliable and then the most devastating event was my favourite player, Chris Douglas, our awesome goaltender leaving. But I stuck with it and attended as many games as I could still supporting my local team.
For the first time in my life I have actually found a sport I am passionate about. I never used to understand how people could sit and watch someone play a sport and not want to join in! I can tell you now; I wouldn’t want to join in with their games, high speed, pucks flying everywhere and fights! But I absolutely love watching it and I will scream in the stands when I think it’s justified. Yes that’s right I do shout at the players; there’s something oddly satisfying about shouting ‘turd’ when the opposition make a dodgy move on your team! My newfound love actually started last season and I genuinely think it will continue. I am not a ‘puck bunny’ only there to ogle the players, even if our old goalkeeper was rather dishy, I think my loyalty has proven I am there for more than that. You feel a sense of pride when you wear your jersey and you see the players fight tooth and nail for the fans.
Ice hockey has also impacted in other areas of my life. Naturally watching people with immense skating skills every weekend rubs off on you. I have started to skate myself! I was a complete novice at the start but fuelled with a bucket load of inspiration and a dash of determination I went from Bambi on ice to a not so bad skater. I don’t fall over so much anymore and I can even skate backwards all be it very slow, but its still progress!
Much like ice hockey not getting enough recognition in England, I actually think ice-skating as a form of good exercise is completely underrated. I have found my fitness levels increasing slowly. While it might not feel like a mega sweat inducing work out, in the long run regular skating is going to build up specialised muscle as of course you need to keep your balance. You will naturally gain stronger core strength and of course a nice toned bum with all that work! I don’t see how you can go wrong. Now my bum isn’t toned yet but if you knew what I had to work with (Think Kim Kardashian size) then you’d understand I am not expecting miracles over night.
I am also obviously not suggesting that a casual skate around the rink is a rigorous workout, maybe if I was going at the speed of a hockey player, but at my pace not so much. I do believe however, it to be more exciting than that boring treadmill in a sweaty gym. Plus ice-skating can be really relaxing once you get over the fear of falling flat on your back in front of strangers. That and with enough practise soon enough you can show off your skills and be the envy of your friends.
I think people need to get out of this mentality that to be fit and healthy you have to join a gym. It’s nonsense! When I think gym I think, ridiculously expensive membership that you start using when you make a resolution on New Years Eve but lose motivation by the end of January and end up throwing your money away for the remainder of the year. Now when you think gym, maybe a different image comes to mind and that’s great, if it works for you stick with it. I just believe that other options are just as good if not better, especially if you are like me and you don’t want a six-pack or hulk arms. That and if the idea of a half hour run next to a flawless fitness model on a treadmill fills you with dread then maybe alternative methods are more your spice of life.
Overall, ice hockey has changed my outlook on both loving a sport and enjoying exercise. I didn’t think I’d ever willing enjoy either and now I adore both. I truly believe if you enjoy exercising then that is half the battle, as you know you are more like to stick to something if you like it. Now if only I could stick to cutting out those pesky cakes and crisps I would probably have the body of a female Adonis (is that even a thing?) if not then I’m claiming that title as my own!
I have eaten so much junk over the Easter, if you are what you eat then I am some sort of hybrid chocolate-icecream-cake-pizza monster! As you can imagine this is not a positive thing, I don’t have willpower or at least I tell myself that I don’t and thusly excuse myself for eating rubbish. However, there is no excuse, it’s just laziness that sparks a cycle of self-loathing! I mean I enjoy the first bite but after three ice creams in a row your just eating for the sake of eating, you can’t even taste it anymore.
I could also do with trimming the waist a little, I am not fat but I am not toned either. With summer on the way and the promise of glorious weather upon the horizon I figured chocolate needs to go. We have a love hate relationship. You know the relationship I am talking about (I can’t be the only person with this problem). You say just one bite but that bite becomes the whole bar – I know you feel my pain!
The problem with chocolate is it’s like a Greek Siren. I know its dangerous for the waist line yet it looks so beautiful and tasty. It lures me in with its tantalising smell and enchants me with each bite. So I have made the decision to man up. Being seduced by chocolate is not going to be a good excuse for my less than desirable beach body in a few weeks time. I am taking control, we have an unhealthy relationship so it’s finally time… I am breaking up with chocolate.
Now lets see how long the smile lasts before the cravings set in…