Discipline is the answer. I know it hurts to read it but it’s true. I’m the last person to instruct anyone on discipline but when I look back at what I learned through my 30 Day Running Challenge, that’s what floats to the surface every time.
The only way to be certain I’d get a run in was waking up at 5am and getting on the road, eyes at half mast but still hitting the tar. I wish there was a trick, you know? Something I could find on Pinterest under life-hacks. The reality is there isn’t. As I said in one of my posts on Instagram during the challenge, I fully understand the Nike slogan now. You have to “Just do it”. No magic cookie or elixir, all it is is just you getting up (even when you’re forcing it) and getting out there for your run.
I ran 5km daily (when I didn’t bail) and here are some helpful tools I would pass to anyone trying to complete one of these challenges:
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It’s been a long time since I’ve said anything by way of a blog post. I’ve been hard at work cashing all the cheques my mouth wrote as New Year’s resolutions – one of which I’ll be sharing with you here soon. This post is all about my love affair with a pair of shoes I haven’t been able to put down since the day I got them as a birthday gift.
I’m sitting by a window at my grandparents’ place listening to the rain and I can only think of three words when I decide to write this post. Those three words are “what a year”. I have cooked, made the last of the Christmas decorations with my siblings and this is a moment for me to introspect. Oh no! It’s my birthday and after all the laughing, cake eating and teary speeches I now have a moment to myself. This is a terrible thing because this solitary moment happens every year and the same old water works come rushing in as a result. Perhaps it’ll help if I give you some background.
Oh the sweet smell of Saturday in Joho. Well… it can be sweet if you pay a churro inspired visit to Perron. I’m certain this isn’t the first time you read about my favourite Mexican restaurant in town but I couldn’t resist sharing this post with you.
Here’s a really nifty trick I learned from my sister. Using our very own South African Rooibos Tea to calm my skin. Last week I had a crazy rash all over my face practically out of the blue. I looked the one moment and there it was, all over me like a… well like a bad rash as they say. I audited my diet for the days leading up to this and came up with nothing new so I still have no clue what caused it but luckily I now know how to get rid of it.
Pictured in the above image is a woman simultaneously in a moment of sheer bliss and ferocious attack. I can’t really explain why but me and bun bao are the greatest of friends. I’m no food aficionado but I can testify having had a taste-gasm during my recent visit to Momo Baohaus.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year…if you’re a glamazon like me. I love getting dressed up for all the year-end parties! I know it’s stressful and there’s a theme that’ll flatter no-one but if you’re selfish enough, yes selfish, you’ll have the time of your life! I always try to be the most me I can be within the confines of a theme or dress code, that’s the only way one can be comfortable all night.
The only thing I love more than a crisp white shirt is a crisp white shirt with a twist. I picked this one up from River Island and I’m finding more and more that it goes with everything. Here I paired it with my favourite slacks from Top Shop and a simple pair of strappy sandals from Zara.
I love pairing a masculine or androgynous item with a really dainty feminine item like I’ve done with today’s featured look. The rugged boyfriend jeans, whispy white top, and dainty Slithur sandals really create a combo that I think is perfectly descriptive of my personality.
True to the title of this post, I’d like to be short and sweet. This look is my favourite summer ensemble, the playful neckpiece from Lovisa being the hero piece. I bought these denim shorts from MRP about four years ago after seeing Beyonce in a similar pair looking godly. (Not embarrassing at all, we must all do as the queen does). What I love most about denim is that it lives forever.