Hey, how are ya? You’re looking good today. Just stopping by to check in with you and give you a high five. I know I’ve been giving you a bit of a beating of late, what with my cuh-razy training schedule, but hats off to you, you haven’t shied away from a challenge. You’ve taken every squat, press up, insanely long bike ride etc in your stride. Oh sure, you’ve occasionally grumbled, but frankly, I don’t blame you. I’m kinda surprised you don’t kick up a stink more often, you’d be completely within your rights to do so. I know it was a bit of a shock to your system when I dragged you off the couch a few years ago and started putting you through your paces. I guess I just wanted to touch base with you to, you know, say thanks.

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People, this bundle of cutieadorableness (warning: the above ball of fur causes you to make up nonsensical words), is coming to live with me next week. Oh yes! I’m a-gettin’ a Boston Terrier puppy. We have called him Stringer Bell (due to my long standing obsession with The Wire and Idris Elba). He’s just turned seven weeks old and we kinda can’t wait to make him a part of the family.

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When I was a kid, Diet Coke was the special occasion drink. Birthdays, BBQs, trips to the cinema, the sweet nectar of Diet Coke was my tipple of choice. As I grew older, I never got into alcohol, so whenever I went out to restaurants or clubs, out came the Diet Coke. Then before I knew it, every now and then I’d have a can during the day, sometimes two and I was doing this almost daily. I knew my addiction was getting a little out of control and yet, it just TASTED SOOOOO GOOD. I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop. If loving Diet Coke was wrong, I didn’t wanna be right. But alas, the more I got into running and general fitness, the more important my nutrition became. The time had come, I would have to quit it. But how?

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I like to revisit shows I watched during my teen years in the 90s. What’s that? I look too young to have been a teen in the 90s? I know *swishes hair* I often re-watch My So Called Life (and get all bitter about the fact it was cancelled after one season. ABSOLUTE TRAVESTY). I revisited Party of Five a couple of months back and recently, I’ve been on a Dawson’s Creek kick. You may think there’s nothing you can take away from this TV relic, oh but you’d be wrong amigos. Here are the Top 4 things I learned from Dawson’s Creek.

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Looking for some good reads ‘pon de interweb? Well lucky for you I found some. Thanks to the fantastic app, Pocket, I often come across things online that I stash in Pocket to read at a later date (no, they’re not paying me for this mention – it is just genuinely one of the best apps I have on my phone. If you don’t know, get to know. Go download that bad boy). So, I went through a bunch of good reads at the weekend and thought I’d share them here.

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People make pledges to make life changes all the time. Ideas are cooked up, then half baked, then abandoned before they’ve really had a chance to get off the ground. All too often people quit before they’ve even started. We love to talk ourselves out of things and seem to be fine with letting ourselves down. We begin with good intentions but, when the going gets tough, we just jack it all in. I’ve been asked a lot recently how I manage to stick to my exercise regimen. In truth, my training schedule has taught me how to not give up on a great many things. So, I thought I’d share what I’ve learned about the art of not quitting.

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I never believe people when they say they have no regrets. I mean, really, you’ve managed to make it through life making winning decisions every step of the way? I’m sure you’ll say you learned something from everything you went through and yeah, yeah, I hear you, absolutely, there is value in that. But surely, you can still wish that teachable moment happened without you having to make an ass out of yourself to get it. I for one can say I definitely regret a few things, one thing in particular in fact.

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We all have fears that hold us back. I call them ‘emotional fears’ – it’s not a fear of spiders or snakes or something tangible, it’s the big fears like public speaking, going to a networking event alone, that kind of thing – so many people struggle with them and in order to fully step in to your badassery, you’ve gotta get to grips with it. Easier said than done, right? How are you supposed to overcome something that genuinely scares you? Essentially these kind of fears lie in fear of being vulnerable or embarrassed. Overcoming them is all about baby steps. Here are my top five tips to getting back in the game.

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Ever find your evenings out have become a little boring? A dinner here, a cinema date there. I mean, how many Fast & Furious movies can you watch in this lifetime, really? After a while, it can be a total yawn fest. So, it’s time to shake things up a bit.

Be Real Talks are holding an event on June 4th entitled ‘Why Size Doesn’t Matter – Be The Best You’, an evening of talks from entertainers, stylists, comedians, artists and psychologists who will entertain you and get you thinking about this topic in new ways. It’s an inspiring, uplifting event designed to motivate you to make positive changes in your life, sans the Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky cringey motivational speaker nonsense.

And because I’m all about positive shenanigans that empower and uplift, the folks at Be Real Talks have said my readers can have a discount on tickets. SUH-WEET!

Have a little looksee here to get more info on what the event is all about, then head on over this way to get your discounted ticket using the promotional code BG0406.

Enjoy!

I love clothes. I really do. I went to the London College of Fashion, I studied fashion journalism, my mother was a weaver who had her own clothing line when I was younger – it’s pretty much engrained in me to be one stylin’, profilin’ mofo. I love checking out other people’s style (unless it involves Uggs), I love fabrics, patterns, discovering designers from distant, foreign lands. You get the point – I love this shiz. And so, it has been with increasing despair over the past year that I have stared at my wardrobe and bellowed the words ‘I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!’ Oh sure, we’ve all done that. But I really mean it. I’ve reached a point where I hate all my clothes and am completely flummoxed as to what to do style-wise.

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