Showing posts with label Sport. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sport. Show all posts

Wednesday, 5 June 2013

The Cons of Losing Weight



I know that when I started this blog, I promised myself that I wouldn’t make it too personal. However, I’ve recently been working really hard and lost a bit of weight. Although I’m really happy with most of the changes, I can’t help but notice, especially as this is the first time that the number on the scales has gone down, that there are some draw backs too. Before you sigh and tell me to shut up, I am aware that these may not be the challenges that everyone faces, as there are plenty of ways to go about getting trimmer, but here are a few things that have affected me… 

The Cost. From joining a gym to vowing to eat a minimum of my five-a-day, my back (student) pocket has suffered hugely over the last few months. As a newbie to the gym, I wanted to try out all the classes, I tested a bit of Zumba, DanceFit and even  the Vibro Plate at which I failed miserably due to too much giggling. It has been fun, hard work and most of all, costly. 

The Clothes. Now, this is one of those complaints that will make you roll your eyes to the back of your head while cursing at my whining, but I’m honestly annoyed at the fact that my selection of TopShop cocktail dresses are no longer flattering. I’m happy that I’m getting a tad fit, but I’m not happy that my wardrobe doesn’t.  

The Specifics. Losing 10lbs has been an achievement, but despite my targeted attempts, I haven’t lost it from the places I was desperately trying to rid myself of. I will always be curvy, but perhaps I preferred the more obvious curve I had before?

The Conscience. Before embarking on an adventure of heaped vegetables and snacking on fruit, I would happily eat the free chocolate that comes with my latte or add a little too much sugar to my tea. Cutting out this frivolity has meant that when I do indulge, I just get an unwelcome sense of guilt, like I’m doing something wrong. Being disciplined is good, but not to the detriment of happiness. 

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Tuesday, 5 February 2013

Why I Love the BBC




From a lonely drive made more interesting by the dulcet tones of Jeremy Vine to a desire to find out the headlines in English while abroad, the BBC seem to have all areas covered. After a recent conversation with a friend, I discovered that I am rather a fan of the BBC and the extent to which it surfaces in my daily life. Beyond praising (rather patriotically- there were mentions of how America just cannot do the same) this wonderful corporation, we managed to completely justify to ourselves the £145 annual TV licence. I thought I’d share a few of those reasons with you…

The Choice of Radio. They do it all. Want to hear some calm Sunday morning chit chat? Fancy a gentle introduction into the history of the blues? Read a bestseller book recently? Radio 2. Fancy putting on your pretentious hat and forming strong opinions on Cameron’s Europe speech? Want to hear what records Nick Clegg will take to his desert island with him? Need your Archers fix? Radio 4. Too young/cool for the above? Radio 1.

News. I don’t want anyone to burst my bubble. The BBC news website provides us with unbiased, up-to-date, well written journalism. Forget the typos of the Daily Mail Online and the ridiculous stories dug up by The Sun, the BBC gets to the point and you feel like an educated person wrote the words that you are reading. 

Sport? Not something, if I’m honest, that I pay attention to on a daily basis, but people tell me that they’re the website to seek. 

David Attenborough. Now this one is important. We came to the conclusion that without the BBC, there would be no David Attenborough. From Life on Earth in the 70s, the more recent Frozen Planet to the current Africa, many Britons would argue that the nature and wildlife genre on TV will cease to exist when Attenborough retires. Which, considering he is still going at 84, he never will.  
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