Saturday, 24 January 2015

Getting fit with a bit of Juicing

I've been trying to eat better and exercise more frequently since October in order to lose the extra weight that has been clinging to me for dear life since little man was born.  I've got myself a lovely personal trainer who comes to my home and trains with me a couple of hours each week.  I've also linked up with some other bloggers on Facebook who have joined together to keep each other motivated, the group was started by Hannah from Budding Smiles blog and has become a great place to go for tips, video suggestions and encouragement.

It seems that everybody and their aunty has started juicing as a means of getting some of their 5 a day and adopting an overall healthier lifestyle and I'm not one to miss out on a good thing if I can help it.  I've been trying out a few different recipes and have picked my current favourite to share with you.

Garlic is said to have many great benefits, packed with antioxidants it is said to do anything from fend off the common cold to reduce weight, decrease fatigue and extend your life.  So this coupled with the fact that I love garlic meant that it had to be one of the ingredients in my juice.

Ginger, which is also good for colds and has been found to eliminate excess gas from the digestive system and sooth the intestinal tract, as well as well as being anti-inflammatory aiding in soothing sore muscles after exercise is another ingredient that I had to have.

Be warned though that garlic and ginger are both very strong flavours so if they are not your cup of tea leave them out and add an alternative.  I didn't fancy a green smoothie this time or I would have added a handful of kale.

It's always worth doing a little research into the benefits of the things you are putting into your body so that you can make informed choices based on what your body most needs.

1 mango peeled and sliced
1 peach peeled and sliced
1 clove of garlic, chopped
1 tsp of fresh grated ginger
1/2 to 1 cup of orange juice
3/4 blocks of ice
and a squeeze of lemon

Chuck it all in a blender and there you have it!

The great thing about this is you can substitute ingredients as much as you like to make new, healthy and interesting options.

Although there is still a lot of work to be done, slowly but surely the little things are making a difference.

October 2014

January 2015


Sunday, 11 January 2015

Every Child

"Come an grate de cheese!"  Mum shouted to me in her soft sing-song Bajan accent.  I jumped up excited at the prospect of being involved with preparing dinner.  I wasn't asked to help very often; I had two left hands and toes for feet, or at least that's what my dad used to say.  It wasn't my fault that things seemed to find themselves slipping through my fingers and straight onto the ground and I certainly didn't plan to trip up every time I saw a lamppost or a passing car;  I just happened to be a little clumsy. 

"Give me oil in my lamp keep it burning."  I started to sing as I approached the kitchen.  Mum was there to meet me handing me a large bowl and a block of cheese.  It didn't take more than that first line to start mum off on her 'melodious' verse, she loved to sing and our home was often filled with the sound of her voice.  We would walk to the shops and mum would be singing as though she had an audience of thousands.  Neighbours would greet her, "Someone's happy today," and with her awesome smile she would sing them the next line of her song before replying, "always."

This week the theme of the prompt is beginnings and that got me thinking about childhood, the time in which our minds are shaped, a time where we are inquisitive, moldable, vulnerable.  I thought back to my childhood, it wasn't all flowers and sweet smells but for the most part, it was a good one.  In our younger days we spent our free time dancing around the house with mum, playing dress up, watching movies like 'Annie' and Alice in 'Wonderland' over and over again, playing on the green with the children on our street; knock down ginger, forty forty home, curbies.  There was so much fun and laughter in my childhood that I can' t help but look back on it and smile.  

It also got me thinking about those who didn't have it as good as me, the children who got to watch their parents drink so much they couldn't move from the sofa without falling over.  The ones that had to make their own meals and lock themselves away for the fear of being hit for making too much noise.  The ones in war torn countries orphaned and alone.  The ones that went to bed afraid every night that they would again be joined by their abuser and the ones who had to become 'grown-ups' and look after their mothers, fathers or younger siblings because they were not well enough to look after themselves.  All around us there are children who don't have the beginnings that we would wish for our own children, the beginning that we should wish for every child.  

Working with children is something that I have always done and I have come across a lot of children where the only thing I could do to help was to listen, but the feeling that gives me knowing I have at least been there to listen is one that is indescribable.  I love that the prompt has got me thinking about what I can do to make a difference somehow and I will be working on doing just that.


Thursday, 1 January 2015

The Authors of our Footprints

I awaited the coming of a new year in my pjs with my two most precious gifts.  I thought about all the things that 2014 had brought and imagined all that might come in 2015.  I wish I could say I was full of laughter and smiles but the truth is I was a bit of a grump.  Little man had worn himself out by 11pm and had fallen asleep on the floor, the teen was engrossed in conversation with her 'besties' via facebook and I sat on the sofa playing chess on my phone and counting down the minutes until 12 when I could finally send her to bed.

The BBC countdown began and we counted along shouting happy new years.  As Big Ben tolled we hugged, kissed and said our good nights and I was finally left alone.  What did I do with this precious longed for alone time?  I drank my glass of Disaronno and cranberry juice, picked up my reading book and headed up the stairs.  I need to make sure I have a little more fun in 2015!

We begin this new year with a clean slate, this year, like an untouched beach, has allowed us to stand bare foot and leave our mark, we can choose to run, walk, skip, jump, in straight lines or up and down and in circles, however we do it is our choice, we are the authors of our footprints in the sand.

Happy New Year everybody x