This event was certainly out of my comfort zone! You know when at the beginning of the year people ask you to do things and you agree without even thinking?! That was me when Sarah and Nat from Sarah Jones PT, asked me if I fancied doing Rough Runner.
As part of my 40 at 40 list I did an indoor skydive, it was great fun. https://adventuresofcumbrianblondie.co.uk/2012/08/27/completing-no-2-on-my-40-at-40-list/When I was completing my 40 list, there were lots of other experiences I wanted to do. So my fabulist was created. No time frame just things I wanted to do before I died. After doing an indoor … More A tick of the fabulist – do a skydive/parachute jump
When you’ve had a break from fitness due to illness, it’s easy to believe that you’ve lost all of your gains.
My name is Gina and I have turned into crazy dog lady. My iPhone camera reel is full of dog pictures instead of the usual selfies.
With mental health there is no one size fits all in my experience. When I am brave enough to admit to people “I suffer with anxiety” people are shocked. It’s usually accompanied with “you? But you’re so outgoing, happy”.
It was probably about 5 years after moving to the Lake District, that I bought my first pair of walking boots and discovered my love for the hills.
My name is Gina and at 44 and 1/2 I’ve never had a pet. Unless you include a goldfish won at the fair whose lifespan was usually about a month!
Another year has passed by in a blink of an eye, they say the older you get the quicker it passes. Though when I speak with my 2 stepsons, they think the same, I guess we are just leading busier lives.
I like to describe myself as high maintenance so I can be low maintenance. Yes that may sound like a contradiction but let me explain. I’ve had my eyebrows tattooed, I have regular waxing, nails done all so I’m good to go with less prep hence making me low maintenance. I had an eyelash lift … More Eyelash lift
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This week marks 33 years since you passed away. They say time brings acceptance, but as each year that passes it makes me feel sad that I can’t really remember what you looked like, or how it felt to be cuddled by you, what you sounded like. I…