Day 24 – foot turning more purple!

This morning I taught Pilates, as well as homeschooling my daughter due to her health problems and studying for a Master’s part time myself I teach yoga and Pilates. I teach in some genuinely beautiful places and the students are such wonderful people. It’s honestly always a joy to go to work even when life is being sticky. It also reminds me that without exercise and mindfulness I’d probably not be coping at all. It is and has been for many years my sanctuary.

Exercise is rather tricky as my foot is gradually bruising more as breaks often do and rather sore after yesterday’s accidental walk! But I can still do a great deal of yoga and my coach is fabulous at planning around any issue. This is what I did today.

After cooking for my daughter, I did a little pre-reading for starting to teach Charlotte physics tomorrow. I’m not looking forward to that! Biology I’m very comfortable with, Chemistry moderately but Physics will be interesting! Thankfully her dad is a mathematician so any equations are his forte.

I’ve had a couple of people mention how well I look, which as I said in previous posts I’m not feeling any different but that could be due to stress. So perhaps the change in sugar intake and having a zero booze intake is showing on the outside.

Today’s food (only one picture! Sorry still not in the habit)


Berries, goat yoghurt, seeds


Loads of veg, olive oil, roasted pine nuts


Veg burger, salad leaves, olives, hummus and olive oil


Dark chocolate and a banana

Total sugars

Day 22 – slight mishap and a trip to Bamburgh

It was actually a really lovely day today. After house stuff I spent a little time at gym on the air bike. Exercise always, always clears my mind. Of course I’m limited with broken toes, but my over sized Primark trainers allowed me to get on the bike.

After lunch I took my daughter to Bamburgh which is a pretty little village a short drive away. It has quite an impressive castle, but pretty much everywhere here has a castle! It’s not something Northumberland is short on.

Jasper particularly enjoyed killing the seaweed. It’s one of his favourite pursuits at beaches.

There was a slight mistake with a cappuccino I ordered. It came with sugared chocolate, I had asked for cinamon. Now in some circumstances I would have said something, but the lad who served me had been told off 3 times just while I was waiting and with a queue forming behind me I thought I’m not making a fuss. So I scrapped it off as best I could.

This is me looking impressed

I so, so, so wanted a gin. Warm days and gin. Argh.

Today’s food and total sugars


Eggs and corn crackers


Roasted chickpea and olive salad


Banana and cherry ice cream with cacao nibs (made with just frozen fruit blended)


Seeds, nakd bar

Exercise- air bike

Day 6- dog walk, CrossFit and struggling to eat enough

I slept for 11 hours last night. I think I needed it too. I didn’t really sleep the night before I rarely do the night before Charlotte seeing the oncologist and there are other stresses going on that I can’t talk about here. But boy did I sleep last night! Partly helped by it being the time of year I need to take antihistamines which always make me a little sleepy. Poor Jasper dog though, it was a clear 12 hours since the last time he’d been let out for the loo. I’m amazed he didn’t shoot straight out of the door!

I had a little extra time this morning so made museli, I found earlier in the week that toasting half of the oats makes a huge difference texture wise, sweetness came from finely chopped dates and half an apple each. I love food which isn’t going to change across this year so I’m going to have to put a little extra effort into making sure it’s tasty.

Speaking of which I bought a new cookbook to puruse, The How Not to Die Cookbook. I am not sure I am entirely on board with the full on message of the original book but I certainly know with these kind of books in going to find some decent veg based sugar free meals. I’m quite excited to look at it later.

One of the issues I’m having at the moment is getting enough calories in, especially on training days. I suspect I’ll be eating a whole lot of avocados and peanut butter this year!

Costa for a coffee with a friend was so filled with lovely smells and tempting things. I am going to miss hot chocolate very much this year but a cappuccino with cinnamon was still lovely.

Today’s food in pictures and words


Home made museli, oats, dates, apple, blueberries and unsweetened almond milk.


Curried Cauliflower soup

Salmon, salad leaves and a kiwi.


2 boiled eggs, salad, pecans, blackberries.


Avocado mousse made with an avocado, raspberries and coconut milk.

Skinny cappuccino at Costa with cinnamon on the top rather than chocolate

Today’s exercise

First a dog walk with Jasper, a fairly slow amble along the old Alnwick to Alnmouth railway tracks which are gradually being restored. It’s a lovely walk especially on a rainy day when quiet. Jasper wasn’t too impressed by puddles up to his arm pits though! My Star Lord jacket is awesome at keeping me dry though. Not sure how someone managed to go home without their underwear though!!

Later in the afternoon I practiced Ashtanga standing series to warm up for CrossFit then it was as below. Certainly a lot to get through but it felt really, really good today. You know when you have one of those workouts that just feel amazing. Pretty rare at times but this was one of them.

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Day 2

Brief post today, no exciting discoveries re hidden sugars and food wise kept it simple.


Fruit, goats yogurt, seeds


A lot of veg, 3 eggs, sprinkle of cheese


Stew, corn crackers, butter


Naked bar (squished dates no added sugar yey) 100% dark chocolate

Total sugars 65 g

From the below sources

Alcohol of course 0

Exercise was a bit of yoga, a bit of gym and a slow “sniffs” walk with Jasper the dog.

I think I’m becoming a runner

I just finished my 207th workout in this 260 challenge. It was an intervals workout and my fastest 2 to 4 mile every (according to runkeeper). Each personal best running is a source of astonishment to me. I have never run. Ever. As a kid I didn’t run and if I ever made the mistake to do so I learned very quickly to not. I was born with femoral anteversion, which actually for me at least is a very minor issue. It basically means I am knock-kneed. No not due to weak this or that as an occasionally badly trained PT or

yoga teacher will try to suggest, it’s an inward rotation of the thigh bone. This means for me to bring my knees inline is the equivalent of a person with straight femurs turning hips and knees out, to bring my hips and knees into an outward turned position is the equivalent of a straight femured person turning their knees, hips and feet out to an extreme position that actually places the knees under strain. I have to explain this quite frequently in exercise settings. It causes me no pain, no loss of leg movement. In fact it’s purely an aesthetic issue, as in the world expects everyone to look the same and gosh darn if you aren’t there will be trouble.

This made school quite hellish for me, add that to the fact I’m pale (this was the 80s in the North East everyone was orange) and have an accent that’s not quite northern. I was bullied, very bullied. If I ever ran I was openly laughed at, because guess what knock kneed people run knock kneed. I know astonishing. So I didn’t run, which probably made me quite unfit therefore if I did then run I was slow and knock kneed. Oh the horror and hilarity for the children around. I lost all faith in my body and developed a great deal of shame. I as I grew up I hid in baggy trousers and long skirts. It never would have occurred to me that I could run. I had no faith in my body to be able to anything like that. As for wearing shorts in public with not only my knock-knees but pasty skin exposed. Well that would have made me feel physically sick.

So as across this year I took up running and am actually becoming ok at it I’ve been quite astonished that I could actually do it. For me each personal best is not just a running achievement but a screw you to the people who laughed at me for being different, to the people who still laugh at others for being different.

My short shorts are especially a screw you to those who made me ashamed of my legs. Yes I’m knock kneed in fact I happily #knockkneedrunner on my Instagram posts. Why should I be ashamed of it. My legs are awesome, they are strong, flexible and getting not too shabby at running too. I will do exactly as I damn well please and if you want to laugh as I run past you go ahead I’m too old to have other people’s opinions rob me of the ability to either love myself or do something I want to.

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