The Things you Achieve when you DON’T Drink Wine…oh wine, how I miss you.

This is what I decided to do this fine Sunday…….


Create chaos? Start a corner shop? Create a piece for a still life drawing? (Fat chance, I struggle to draw stick men). No no…all good guesses but I was actually trying to create kitchen zen by making everything neat and tidy. And basically stop buying the same things over and over again because the ones I already have, and have no idea I have, are right at the back with the lentils that went out of date in January 2011 (who knew lentils could even go out of date, don’t dried things last forever?)

Now typically, as it is Sunday, what would happen is I would start and then about a quarter of the way through think….’hmmm, I know, I’ll have a nice glass of wine while I do this’. I would than continue until about three quarters was finished and then realise I was deathly bored, hate organising and just shove whatever was left back in and then go to the supermarket the next day and buy another packet of quinoa.

‘Oh quinoa, say hello to aaaaaaaallll your little brothers and sisters here at the back of the cupboard!’



A Christmas miracle in January.

Ok, I should confess that the real miracle is that I have not had a sip of booze, alcohol, sweet, sweet wine…ooooh wine, how I love you, come back to me….. Oops, sorry, zoned out for a minute there. YES……I decided to quit drinking for thirty days. No, I am not doing ‘dry January’ I actually had never even heard of it (that should really tell you all you need to know about me) but decided on a whim that my tiny liver needed a nice, wee rest. And that is what is is getting. I am now on dry day 18 and it is actually not too bad, I mean my chocolate chip cookie intake has gone up by about 1000% and I look lovingly down the wine aisle at the supermarket but other than that it is just great. I may actually just keep going for a few more days when my final dry day is done.

Or you’ll find me rolling around on the floor in the wine aisle, hugging bottles of Rioja. It could go either way.



A Massive Recap

WARNING: this is going to be a very random post and I will talk about aaaaaall kind of non related things…just so you know! ☺️☺️☺️

Wowzer…….where have I been for so long? Poor wee blog got all abandoned but I didn’t forget about any of you and am back now! I must confess, that with everything that has been happening my blogging will probably not go back to its old rhythm but at least I will be back. That’s the main thing, no?

So what’s been happening? Well, remember I was in Murcia doing a course? No? Ok, not to worry I forgive you….. So, I went to Murcia to become a life coach or, more specifically, an NLP Practitioner and Coach and life has not really been the same since. I came back and just felt like everything had kind of fallen in to place. I am still in my day job but setting up my coaching practise and as soon as my website is up and running I will put the link on here in case anyone is interested in seeing what it is I do now.

So what is so different? Hmmm, excellent question if I do say so myself. Basically, I feel the happiest I have in a long time, I feel like I am going in the right direction and I am not scared anymore of getting things wrong or looking stupid. My attitude has just changed like someone flipped a switch. I want to be out of my comfort zone, I want to do the things that made me nervous before because if I don’t it seems like life goes by and you never become the best version of yourself and I want to be the best me ever.

Holy moly, that sounds a bit odd…I promise I haven’t joined a cult (Crossfit isn’t a cult people).

Which brings me nicely to a good old example; I hated any movement you received in squat because, well, squats hate me but when I went to my first CF class after the course I wasn’t scared of it anymore and do you know what happened? I fell over! I tried it with a light weight and I actually did it and so I thought ‘you are amazing Natalie, add more weight’ (I was having a modest day) so I added more weight, tried again and it was too much – the bar went forwards, I went backwards and thank god I’ve been working on my JLo ass is all I can say about that…..barely felt a thing. The best part though? I wasn’t embarrassed, I didn’t care because I tried. I tried something I had always been afraid of and I failed and it wasn’t a disaster and in a wee while from now I will nail that bad boy squat.

So needless to say, I am absolutely loving CF these days. I think about going and at no moment do I think ‘oh, I love it so much I just hope we don’t have to do XXXXXXXX’. I think ‘I wonder what thing I can get slightly better at today’. Which also brings me nicely to the fact that on Thursday they made us do 6 minutes of sit-ups. If you broke you had to do 10 superman, 10 hollow rock and then get back to it. No one broke! Not one person and there was no way I was going to be the only one. So, afterwards I was feeling all smug until later that night….and the next day…..and the next day…..and still today….when I realised I can’t turn over in the night in bed without waking up from the sore muscles…..but it feels kind of good too. Plus, I am doing a lot of this to help ease the pain…….


It seems to be working so I will keep it up. (Do you like how I got my Swiss ball in the picture too?)

And that my friends, is that for now!

Happy Sunday!


Ps.have you ever had one of those moments when everything just seems to click into place?

Cartagena (the original one!)

So for those of you who have never been and/or didn’t know, there is a Cartagena in Spain. Hoenstly! There really is – look…this is where the picture would be if my hotel internet wasn’t useless

It is really quite nice and has a beautiful, old, Roman theatre and since I had a day off from my course I visited it with my friends.

I should probably mention at this point that Tuesday was kind of a challenging day – mainly because we decided on Monday night that it would be a good idea to celebrate the end of module one of our course and celebrating is not something I have ever really been able to do on a small scale. So basically Tuesday morning equalled an immense hangover and an inability to stay awake when in the car, which further resulted in total surprise on my part every time we arrived somewhere. It more or less went like this:

I get in the car
I close my eyes
Ten seconds pass
I open my eyes
We are there
I announce very loudly “we’re here!!!”

Best. Car. Journeys. Ever.

If it wasn’t for the fact there were witnesses to the contrary I would be sure I had harnessed time travelling ability.

Let’s just wait and see how my five hour train journey works out next week.

Anyway…how I digress. We went to Cartagena which whilst quite pretty is a little small and so promptly time travelled to the beach nearby which had beautiful, clear blue water. I stared at fish, I swam around, did a good Little Mermaid impression, ate an ice lolly then had two beers, felt much better and we went home.

When I get back to Madrid and my marvellous fibre optic internet I will show you all some photos. In the meantime I will continue to curse and throw things whilst trying to upload to the blog.

And my final point is……….

Still sticking to my workouts even though I am in a hotel with an ancient gym and in classes about 11 hours a day. High five to me?

Well, tomorrow is sea swimming first thing so a girl needs to get her beauty sleep.

Happy Thursday kids…nearly the weekend!


Has anyone been to the other Cartagena?

There’s Always One

….of those guys that walks into the gym totally inappropriately dressed that starts to ‘work out’ and you just wonder what is going on?

Well that was me today: all alone in the gym (or what passes for a gym in this hotel) doing my circuits and in walks a guy wearing flip flops, shorts, t-shirt and sunglasses. I actually thought he was just checking it out for another day until he took off his flip flops and t-shirt and started looking ‘seriously’ at the equipment. At this point I was aubergine coloured, sweating like a maniac and jumping around like a kangaroo on speed but my, what I consider to be, serious working out didn’t deter him from randomly lifting weights, doing half assed push ups and generally being strange WITHOUT WARMING UP. He just got half naked (feet included) and started doing things.. Then after about 20 minutes he left.

And that was that.

Isn’t there always one?

And the shirt taking-off? Really? Really? Why?


Ps. Do these things happen to you too or only to me?

New Future (and some gloating)

Well, I am in Los Alcazares.


It is a town near Murcia in the south of Spain and I am here to become a fully fledged NLP and NLP New Code Practitioner. It is a two and a half week course and I am sooooo excited. I feel like I have been waiting to do this for forever. When I signed up originally it felt like it was years away (only three months) but now that it is here I am super nervous. Why? No idea, I just know that I am. I came down early this morning to get all settled in to the hotel and go to the beach, chill out etc….and apart from a wee nap (this is Spain people) on the beach I just couldn’t seem to relax…..I’m building up to something here, can you tell? Scorsese eat your heart out……


Yes, today is circuit day and the new determined me isn’t going to let a 5 hour train journey, relaxing beach life and cheap wine stop me from going to the gym. This isn’t really all that impressive, I agree….plenty of people work out on holiday BUT if you saw the gym I had to work with you would give me mad props. Seriously.

HERE is where I was going to put the photo I forgot to take.


Let’s just say that when decathlon had their special sale on display items twenty years ago the hotel bought their equipment.

So this post is basically just to say, I rock. Go me. Check me out I killed it even though I had to do a lot of improvising.

On the other hand tomorrow is cardio day and I am going to have to run outside along the beachfront and it is beyond hot here. I walked 150 metres earlier today to get to the supermarket and pretty much soaked all my clothes through. I’m not used to 37 degrees and humidity………here’s hoping it is nice and cool at 7am although I doubt it.

So……I do actually have a glass of wine as I write this, here is to a new, exciting future and a rock hard body to boot.

Cheers everyone!


Have you made any big career changes? How did it go?


Oh..posting twice in a day is rare for me but I just got back from the gym and had to share the best workout compliment I’ve ever received:

Whenever I have been to the gym recently, one of the guys that works there who also happens to be the best spin instructor they have, has been working out too. I see him, I smile, I carry on. Today when he finished his cardio ( I don’t stalk him, he was on the spin bike right next to where I was working out) he walked past me as I was jumping around like a lunatic, trying to get my heart rate back up, smiled and said….

‘What a pleasure it is to watch you workout dude’ followed by ‘if only everyone was like you’


you betcha

Such a nice feeling to think people look at you in the gym and think ‘man alive, that girl is really giving it her all’

So thanks very much trainer guy. You made my day.

True Blood eat your heart out


How amusing…that phrase with that show….I am currently on the new and last season and I do love it. I’m not gonna lie…..for a while there it was a load of old rubbish but I have stuck with it (mainly because of Erik) and now I just need to see what happens. I. Just. Have. To. Know.

So there it is, my semi obsession plus my delicious juice of the day – which is neither real blood nor synthesised blood you’ll be thrilled to know.

A cheese and mushroom omelette me thinks now and then off to the gym!


Isn’t it just….because look what I just found -without looking for it at all- on the internet (don’t you just love the internet)…….


Shemar Moore!!! My future husband…..ahhhhhhhh, life is good.


You working out today?