50 shades of Josh. In the depths of my despair, I found myself at the bottom of an ice-cream tub last week. I thought this week I need to change myself. As I set my new stage 4 resolutions, much like a new year’s resolution. The only difference being that…
The Ice Cream and late night movie binge review With the news of stage 4 brought the panic buy. Not the panic buy that most people go for, with people racing to the meat section to ensure that they beat the local Karen in a tug of war. But my…
Don’t let Stage 4 restrictions get you down. We know you all missed the sounds our voices preaching ‘one more rep!!!’, just as the novelty started to wear off we got hit with lockdown 2.0. Never fear, we’re here to help keep you moving and on track through this déjà…
After last weeks into to Josh’s Netflix and chill, I can only assume I’ve had you excited all week. You’ve had timers and countdowns on, all in anticipation for what is about to be written. I am here today not to let you down, like most my mother’s day presents…
I don’t always like to ‘healthify’ recipes – if it’s a special occasion eat the cake, drink the hot chocolate and enjoy the ice cream! In saying this, it can be great to have a more nutritious option on hand to have with our coffee or as an afternoon snack…
Dear Diary ‘Tis been many a months since I step foot in my dear gym. Many a cold mornings since I gazed into the mirrors to acknowledge my sweet pump of a work out. And been many a month since I have seen the man they call Charlie. Who I…
It’s almost time. With gyms set to open in 13 days 10 hours 4 mins 58 seconds (I’m not counting or crying, you’re crying) we also find ourselves at a crossroads. Not one of which body part will I do when I first get back in front of those delightful…
Dear diary The day has finally come. A day that I dread from the moment I see the first leaf fall off a tree. The day that winter has finally come. My family and colleagues get a bit weird about when winter starts. I believe it all started when my…
Dear Diary, The strangest thing happened last week when doing my local shopping. I went to pick up some milk, and saw my face on the side of the carton saying I was missing. If found, please return to Dean Foon. You see in the last week some might say…
