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over again because the ones I already have, and have no idea I have, are right at the back with the lentils that went out of date in January 2011 (who knew lentils could even go out of date, don’t dried things last forever?)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?

Eat, Drink and Spin

It would seem I am a very busy lady these days although I am not entirely sure what it is exactly that I have been doing that has taken up so much time. Probably because it was a lot of this:


And this:


And recently less of this:


Terrible red faced selfie -I am actually completely in favour of selfies but definitely not of taking them in the mirror however, I got back from a very good run at work a couple of weeks ago and since I was wearing my ‘today I will kill it’ t-shirt I thought why not? Go ahead Natalie, take that annoying and far from attractive mirror selfie. You are welcome readers.

(Just to be clear I killed the run, not a living thing…seems obvious but some people are crazy so I thought I better just make that distinction)

So basically, my lack of running is because two weeks ago I went out running and when I got to 4.5km my calf had a hissy fit. The result of its little strop was that I had to limp back to the office and have not been able to run since. Now, my initial reaction was to huff. To go in a giant cream puff of a huff and throw all my toys out my pram. Oh wait, that is what I did! However, I then got over it after a little family pep talk and have joined the budget gym near my house and today was my first day at spin class. I do not enjoy spinning that is for sure but it is good for keeping your fitness up and it will do while I get back into running slowly…..(huff huff huff). They also have really good free weights so I am going to work on my squats (squats hate me) and try to practice pull ups so I can KILL IT (at Crossfit – again, just to be clear).

Happy Every Day – today that I have only paid 80€ for a really good gym for three months! Bargain.

Yesterday I was happy because I had Sunday lunch with the family 🙂

Right……time for bed!

Happy Monday!


What do you do when you get injured?

White Wine, Green Juice, Pink Nails



I don’t know about where you are but here there is perfect blue sky and at the moment it is about 25 degrees and by lunchtime will be 35 and I will be absolutely roasting. I don’t know how I will cope (again) in July when it is 43 some days! (I’ll drink beer outside on the terrace is what I’ll do). So in honour of the mega sunshine I decided to do my nails bubblegum pink this morning. Actually, I drank green juice while my mum painted my nails – genius maneuvering on my part if I do day so myself although last night we went to my favourite bar and drank quite a lot of white wine so it is really a miracle she painted my nails and not my entire finger (her hand was a little unsteady at points and I regretted not having made us bloody marys). However they turned out quite well I think and are nice and summery which was the main idea.

So….enough rambling….here is what I grabbed out of the fridge this morning for the juicing:


And here is how my RANDOM SUNDAY JUICE turned out:

warning: it looks much less tasty than it actually was.



I am such a small child. I love the hands and make everyone shake my ‘hand’ when I use it, or I ask if they’d ‘like a hand?’ Yes, loser, I know but what can I say…..I find it really amusing.

Right, I must drink my coffee now and get ready for lunch. More wine? Oh no, what a disaster.

Happy Sunday!



Hello kids!

How are we all on this sunny Monday afternoon? I am exhausted because I had a full on weekend of eating my own bodyweight in Argentinean meat fresh off the grill on Friday night (and washing it down with a tonne of wine all with the most enjoyable company of my folks and my Grampa) then my mates hen do on Saturday night where I dressed like this:



Basically we all dressed as pirates and drank a lot…happy days

Isn’t this blog meant to be about healthy eating and sport amongst other things?

It is but steak is clean eating and everyone needs a bit of deliciousness every now and then (lemon meringue pie)

Now, without further ado or any kind of link from one topic to another…..a girl I am friends with on Facebook has been doing an interesting thing with a 100happydays hashtag, whereby everyday she posts something happy. Not rocket science that one is it really? you’d probably have figured it out on your own but hey, it’s Monday – not everyone will be on their A game. I really love the idea. Not the hashtag part because I’m not sure how I feel about the seventy nine point eight billion trillion hashtags I see everywhere (#getwiththetimesWebster) but the idea is really cool. When I thought about it I realised that while I am a very cheery person I do do quite a lot of moaning and with all the things that have been happening in the world recently to women it is just not on. I have NOTHING to moan about and EVERYTHING to be happy about. I am not saying I don’t have days where things go wrong and I want to throw something against a wall but I have not been abducted, raped, hung from a tree, sentenced to death for marrying a Christian, stoned by my family and the list goes on. So my ankle hurts one day and I can’t run? I bet I still had delicious juice for breakfast or laughed with my friends or sat next to a hottie on the metro. Therefore, from now on I will post one thing that has made me happy every day. Even if it is just one line. I should remember how lucky I am more often and if I’m forced to do it (not that someone is currently holding a gun to my head and making me type, although I do work well under pressure…) then I think it might make me more aware of all the good things around me.

Well that is my theory and I am going to give it a whirl so without anymore rambling I hereby announce the commencement of the non-hashtag happyeveryday hashtag.

Game on!

what good thing happened to you today?
I got a super cool bday card for my Dad!

Check out the Pulp Muffins


Am I, or am I not, a genius? Well, not really since it was actually Lolly’s idea but I helped…that surely has to count for something?

So I have been AWOL for a while while my big sis was visiting for Easter and we had such a great time. Lolly is a great runner (and generally a fitness maniac – think energizer bunny that never charges down) and so we went out running every single morning that she was here. Yup, that’s right – even on our holidays we got up and went out to the park for a run and while at the time I would say it was somewhat torturous, when we finished I felt great (and then we drank loads of wine). It makes a massive difference to have someone with you who is a really good motivator I think and in three days I chopped a minute off my time…check me right out! I am developing a new love (kind of) for beginning to run again. Instead of the traditional thoughts before/during a run of ‘oh man, this is going to be awful’ ‘this is so hard, how am I ever going to be able to run further than this’ ‘did someone put glue on the soles of my shoes?’ etc etc I now have the following thoughts (and thank you Pinterest for this)




I just have to remember that even if it is hard, if I keep going I will get better and what seems hard now will one day be much easier and progress should be slow and steady! So if I have an awful run, or if it seems like somehow I slipped through a black hole and am actually now running in hell, I try to remember that tomorrow is a new day and in a week from now I will be better! Ohhhh goodness…so much positivity for one blog post high FIVE!

So anyway, I have digressed as usual. I wanted to share our pulp recipe with you all. It isn’t rocket science and to be honest we basically just chucked a load of stuff in Mixie (food processor) and hoped for the best but sometimes randomness works out for the best and they are AMAZING. Here is what we did…..

Emptied pulp from juicer into Mixie (carrot, apple, celery, baby gem lettuce, ginger, broccoli)
Added 3 cups of wholemeal flour
A sachet of baking powder
7 cloves of garlic
A tonne of black pepper
About 2 teaspoons of cumin
About 2 teaspoons of curry powder
A sprinkling of rock salt
Two small pots of fat free sour cream
One egg

We then mixed it all together, put it in little silicon cases and cooked them for about 45 minutes at 180 and they are super duperly delicious……I personally plan to make some hummus later so I can have one with the hummus for brekkie tomorrow a couple of hours after my juice. Highly recommendable.

I hope you make them. I hope you love them.

Now, I must watch Suits. Harvey is waiting for me.


WOD, Running and Wine Taps


I have decided that my new socks have powers, or better said that they give me powers. Yes, that’s right, I’m a super hero that helps pretty much no one. Oh dear. On the plus side I have a whole set of them that my sister gave me for Xmas and since I have been wearing them my working out has been A-May-Zing. Yesterday I was all coordinated in pink and I did the following WOD in the gym downstairs:
5 x
800m run
10 weighted back squats
10 burpees
10 triceps dips
10 jumping lunges

I would go so far as to say I actually enjoyed it….. The entire thing! Even the burpees! Madness

Then today I went running, just a quick 5km ( green socks this time in case you were wondering, I know it’s something that would probably have bugged you all day if I hadn’t told you) and It was easy as pie! Rhubarb pie with ice cream. I’m telling you….it’s the magical socks. Thank you Reebok.

‘All this working out on holiday! ‘ I hear you cry! Well yes, but it has been necessary for two reasons really:
The first one being this –

A Wine Tap! Genius. As a girl who is entirely used to drinking wine from the bottle, oops, I mean in a glass but out of a bottle ( my mistake) the wine tap is just the best invention ever. It NEVER runs out! Well, actually in two days it has almost run out but potato tomato, it is still the best invention of our time.
The second reason being this-

For all non Scottish people the bottom one is a traditional sweet we make called Tablet. It is delicious and basically guarantees that if you aren’t diabetic before eating it , you will be afterwards. I risk it though because, well, I am a super hero.

And that is that. I have ten WHOLE days of holiday left so I will no doubt have tried out all my wacko socks, made loads more recipes and got through another wine box before home time. I’ll be sure to report back.

Happy Saturday kids!!!


What have you been doing this holiday?

Ps. I just realised that top pic makes me look like I have teenie tiny legs!