I hate it when someone offers me Flora Light because it's "healthy". It annoys me more when someone eats a diet brand of ice cream and claims it's "good for them" because it's fat free. This obsession with fat free products is causing more diabetes and other health issues than good wholesome full fat natural products. So for #FitFamilyFriday I would like to summarise 8 of the worst things you can do with your diet, if 'health' is your goal, and if you are doing any of these things, it's almost certainly because you've fallen for media scare stories, spurious scientific research being misinterpreted, or product marketing ploys.
For my wife's 21st birthday (ahem) we had decided to go to The Rainforest Cafe in London. For some time now it's been on our list of places to go in London, but we've never really had the impetus to get there. I'm not sure why, fear of disappointment, need of an occasion, laziness; regardless, right now we had decided that we were going and no where else would do. This our unexpected adventure.
90:10 is a new and exciting brand for men who consider themselves to be 90% Grown up and 10% not. Encapsulated within the brand's message is some recognition for a guy for getting his act together but at the same time reminding him that that this in turn, doesn't mean that he is now over the hill! We all have responsibilities...but I just don't accept that because I am no longer a teenager or in my early 20's, I have lost the ability to have fun or have forgotten how to enjoy myself...quite the contrary! This is what a guy is expressing about himself if he wears 90:10..For the lion's share of the time, we all have to take life seriously but not all the time! My vision is to marry humorous and innovative branding to stylish and well made clothing delivered to the customer at the right price in an environmentally responsible way
As I approach my 1 year milestone, I have to ask myself, "Has it all been worth it?" I haven't invested a great deal of time into this blog compared with others. One look at this post by www.youbabymemummy.com and you will see the dedication that some bloggers have to the success of their blogs; I spend a tiny fraction of my time on mine because deep down I don't really want it to grow to a proportion where it becomes unmanageable for me. I work full time in a particularly sensitive job, so don't really want the type of exposure that comes with having thousands of followers, newspaper articles and headline performances at blogging festivals and the need to invest all of the spare hours that I have maintaining that. I do, however, want some interaction with like minded people who share the same issues I do. So at best I pay it lip service and flirt with it occasionally, without ever going the whole hog.
For #FitFamilyFriday I have chosen to repost an relatively old post of mine because I heard two people chatting about wanting to start going to the gym. One said to the other that they didn't want to go to a gym because they were worried they'd look stupid in front of everyone else who was there. I thought this was crazy, but could appreciate why they felt that because I had felt it. It's normal to have felt it. Apprehension of the new is terrifying! It's at this point our mind and our body convince us we are making a huge mistake and the need for self preservation kicks in so we convince ourselves to stop before we've even begun.
So here I am in Northwood, having been voluntold to come here for an unknown amount of time up to 6 months, on less money more frustration and forced onto a cross roads of my career. There are a couple of options that I am considering, but I'll keep my powder dry for now. Needless to say neither one is a step back, one is a significant step up and the other a less significant step sideways. As I've mentioned before, I am in a pension trap and will stay with this employer until they sack me, make me redundant or my contract naturally expires, but that does not mean I'm limited to walking the path they forge for me.
I was recently approached by a Promotions Executive representing Jacamo and I was asked if I would like to review their range of Christmas jumpers. At first, I was reluctant because of my preconceived ideas of the brand. My first thought was that even though I can sometimes wear an XXL (Thank you very much Zara!!) I was no where big enough to shop at Jacamo. I've always thought that they were solely there to cater for the exceptionally larger gentleman. Or at least that's the sole takeaway that I have gleaned from the TV adverts I have seen. I decided to have a look at the website and peruse the Christmas jumpers anyway, just in case there was something that tickled my fancy, or didn't make me look like one of those idiots wearing a Christmas jumper knitted by his nan and sits at a comfortable 5 sizes too big. I've got to admit, I was really pleasantly surprised.
Another week spent on "holiday" at home. I took a week off work so that I could be at home for my birthday and now I'm back in Germany reflecting on the week that was.
Going home is always a pleasure to me, I miss my wife and kids so much that going home is always exciting; sometimes the visit does not quite live up to the hype and sometimes it exceeds it. This week was a roller coaster of ups and downs, some emotional lows and some really good times and memories being made.
My Sunday Photo today is of the Ryanair aeroplane that took me back to Germany and away from my family, yet again. There seems to be a disturbing familiarity about the travel process now. The comfort of the airport terminal, the fluid transition through security and the acceptance of separation.