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Monday, 9 January 2012

Food and diet

I love food. Love eating. Adore cooking. Three things that will end in my finding myself with a huge big fat body if I'm not very careful. Well I'm not giving up eating food I love for anyone or making the food I love. Hence my love affair with exercise. This way I can eat stuff I enjoy without guilt.

I make jam and I like eating it!




I bake cakes and I eat them too:




I can make a batch of cookies in a blink of an eye:




I am happy to eat salads and other delicious healthy foods too, I guess I just like eating. Much of food is in how it looks , this is certainly half of the attraction.




Don't let the word diet interfere with enjoying food, I know I don't.




Good eating people,

Lots of love xxx

Sunday, 8 January 2012

Exercising: the new religion

I am on a mission to be fit and fine by fifty. Although I seem to recall a similar mission for my forties but hey what's a decade between friends. However I have always been fit, always been a runner or done some sort of exercise, but not as consistently as I should. Subsequently I have spent time being fat(ish) (not including pregnancies, that is legit fatness!) being uncomfortable and feeling unhappy with the way I look. But I have my mojo back. And this time it is different!!  Honest Indian! This time it isn't a mission about being size 10, (although it may be a very welcome side effect) and its not even about competition either (after all I am only competing with myself).
It is however all about staying alive.  Its about staying alive and staying alive WELL, it is about reversing the effects of ageing on my body.
IT IS NOT about wrinkles or grey hair or nasal hair because they won't kill me but being unable to move fluidly and bend with suppleness and walk with a bounce in my step and be super energetic are things that once absent can lead to decrepitude, slowing down, coming to a stand still and death. I want to be the super fit old person the one who does not grunt and groan when they stand up or shuffle instead of walk or who is crippled with aching joints and bad knees, but who thinks nothing of going for a run and dashing about having adventures.

The other alternative to 'appear' young is of course plastic surgery. Wrong for so many reasons that I won't go into just now.



I could afford plastic surgery if I wanted it desperately enough and saved up, but I don't want it because it just makes people look fake and it takes NO effort just cash. In the end you need the effort to stay alive because money isn't oxygen and there are a lot of dead rich people in the grave yard. (Yes I know there are lots of dead poor people too ). But all the research indicates that exercising and keeping fit, using muscles and eating well can contribute to a healthy old age. I don't mean I am trying to avoid EVER dying, after all who wants to live forever, but I don't want to spend my retirement unable to enjoy myself and moaning and groaning....boring!!!



It seems to me only natural to want to feel good and to want to get out and about and do fun stuff, there is sooooo much FUN stuff to do!!!

Check out this website ( one of hundreds) for information, instruction, hints and tips on getting healthy and fit: http://www.muscleandfitnesshers.com and this for information on ageing well : http://www.livescience.com
and ageing interestingly: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/comment/columnists/nigelfarndale/6257885/How-to-grow-old-gracefully-and-interestingly.html

Get out there and just do it!!!




Otherwise:




Love you all.....now go exercise!!!

One last tip that works for me:




xxx

Saturday, 7 January 2012

Things I have learned

Clocks



I love clocks. Strangely I don't wear a watch though, but I do like clocks.




I like big clocks. The sort you find in uber trendy homes based on the design  of those huge train station clocks. This one is perfect in the kitchen isn't it? I love the simplicity of it and how it is so perfectly colour coordinated.




Clocks on the mantelpiece are classic. These are lovely clocks, although you normally only have the one. I don't have one above my fireplace either because I haven't found the perfect clock yet.


Source: roomzaar.com via Lisa on Pinterest


 But these are my favourite of all clocks and one day I hope to have one:




until next 'time'....

Love Beardog xx

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Running and Laughing

I have never felt so happy as I was this morning running into the wind and laughing like a loon. When you body is fit and strong enough to make running feel joyful, there is nothing better.

On my way to fitness and long life.

Tuesday, 3 January 2012

Year 2012

It is 2012, it is raining and very windy, I am out walking the dog. Christmas feels like a blip in a sea of ordinary day to day stuff. I'm back where I started but with more cleaning to do and a ton of mince pies no one wants to eat. I am thinking about spring and my garden. It has been so mild over the past few months that all the bulbs in the garden are already showing their tender green tips. There is no big freeze or snow storms predicted by the weathermen but it can and does snow even as late as March/April, so we will see. But I have great plans for the garden, all of which of course involve money. So it will be slow and hopefully  the better for the lack of haste.

By February, the new year feeling will have gone, no doubt. Time will fly by. But I have decided that this year, I will have put in place the seeds for a new way of life.

For now I will visualise my improving garden and consider  my new life adventures and finalise my plans to make it all happen.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

Time to say goodbye

Whatever you think you know, you don't know and whatever you guess, is wrong or exactly right.

 But unless you are a complete idiot, you will always know when the genuine friendship you once had is gone to be replaced with a barely concealed tolerance.

 Then you know to extract yourself and be swift, be thorough and be final.

Goodbye you say, cheerio, see ya.

Make no drama, take a pledge, and closed the door, lock it and throw the key with great force into the sea.

Bye