They say the time to relax is when you have no time. That would be now. I’m the busiest I’ve been since my daughter’s arrival, I’m no longer in the baby-oxytocin fuelled-
bubble I was cocooned in this time last year. I would sit calmly breastfeeding her whilst reading a book. A book. It was bliss. How I miss it.
In a bid to bring back some Zen; I went to the gym. As much as I love the fresh air, there’s something about lifting weights in front of a mirror -surrounded by a whole lot of testosterone- that’s so very empowering. I quite like the pumping “we’re all fit and healthy and can run for thirty minutes straight” atmosphere. It’s catching. I’ll be going back this week for more squats and sit ups, plus Aimy said she’d teach me how to thrust.
Thrust; what a word. This should be fun.
Here is outfit #39
Shirt – Mango
Black Trousers – TKMaxx
Camel Cardigan – Mango
Heels – Miss Selfridge