I’m joining a gym and it terrifies me



I’m not fat, but I’m also not healthy, fit or by any stretch a gym bunny. I actually haven’t done any exercise in about a year – and I’m discounting travelling as exercise even though lugging a 15-20kilo bag on your back like a snail in hot countries has got to be doing something good? Weights or something? … or it’s just crippled me, but that’s a problem for another day.
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The YES List



I was listening to a podcast recently during which it was said that finding three positives every day, even on the crap days, can really change your minds negativity.

So I decided to give it a go starting today. It was meant to be Monday (yesterday), but I decided to write that day off as a practice. Okay, I decided to sleep and eat bad food instead of blogging – don’t judge me. Continue reading

Let’s talk about anxiety


Anxiety is such a common mental health issue, and people get anxious for a lot of different reasons. It can be that worried feeling on a Sunday evening before School or work on Monday, or that panic you get just before a job interview.


We all get anxious and yet no one really talks about it. I’ve never told someone when I’m having an anxious episode, I’ve always just got on with it the best I can. But isn’t that the problem?

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Leaving work

As of Friday the 5th of August I became unemployed. The word alone sends fear and panic running from my head to my toes and back again. It’s that little bit of sick feeling that sits in your throat making you regret every decision you’ve ever made.

It took me a long time to decide to leave work, and not one I took lightly. In fact I put it back about 2 or 3 times and moved from July to the end of August (with owed holiday time included) before I finally made the jump.

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To travel alone?


Travelling is pretty daunting for everyone involved – particularly my Mum. She’s crapping herself enough for all of us three times over.


When I first decided that I was going traveling I asked a few different people that had seemed up for the idea if they wanted to join me. Unfortunately they all had other plans and I had to decide if I could go it alone. I’m not the most confident of people but I thought if it’s between going alone or never going because I had no one to go with then I was going regardless.

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Fear not, it’s not as bad as you think it’s going to be! Let’s be honest here, no one likes injections – people can handle them and not be too bothered by them, but no one actually enjoyed them or likes them. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.


Now before you rush off to a travel clinic and pay a small fortune for a load of different jabs, take a breath and have a look on the MASTA website. This site is a godsend!

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The Harvel Five

As I mentioned previously, I am a member of the Harvel Hash House Harriers (a running club with a drinking problem). Every year the club organise a 5 mile run for around 800people. This was the 17th year and my first ever race.

I wasn’t sure what to expect – even though I had sat in on a meeting or two – and to be honest got quite nervous about it. Getting ready was supposed to be the easy part of the day but even that was a panic, I couldn’t seem to figure out the best way of attaching my tracking chip without it hanging off my laces making me look like a complete amateur (even in running no one wants to look like they don’t know what they’re doing!) and to top that trying to find a safety pin when you really need one is mission impossible – I guarantee even Tom Cruise would struggle.

The weather was hot and sunny and if running wasn’t part of the day’s plan then it would be ideal. I was really impressed with the set up of the day, there was a buzz of other runners and supporters along with the 70 odd helpers. The quiet little village had completely sprung to life with neon lycra outfits dotted all over the place.
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