I am trying to get into the habit of a daily walk. I have signed up for a team walking challenge in work and I am currently attached to my fitbit while I count my steps feverishly for the month of October. I thought if I could do 10,000 steps daily I would be knocking it out of the park but alas some days I realise I am well short of my 10,000 step goal. Its not that I don’t like walking, in fact I find it fabulous for clearing my head or as my mother says ‘cleaning the plaque’. This time last year, with time on my hands, I walked all the time, however I’ve noticed of late that I am struggling to fit it in.
I have just received delivery of a new pair of Uggs. Cosy, chunky, timeless, unglamorous Uggs – in cream. Not of course that the colour matters, Uggs are the one fashion staple that quite frankly work in every colour. For years I avoided them, I knew instinctively that my husband would abhor them and that they would do nothing for my figure or my wardrobe, but one Winter I relented and now I haven’t looked back. To be clear, I will never wear them outside the house, these are for my private indulgence only. Arriving home from work in the evenings, I drop bag and coat, kick off heels, pull on my cashmere leggings and sink my tired feet into my yummy Uggs. What happened to your pencil skirt and heels my husband whines as I scrap my hair into a lopsided bun. Not tonight darling I murmer as I saunter off to the kitchen with happy feet.
By Ingrid Miller, guest writer for Unwind and let go.
I’m glad I didn’t listen to my dad, his advice has always been never to volunteer, but there I was, a volunteer member of the Parents Association of my children’s school. “We need a new soft surface playground” the Principal said. An emergency meeting of the Kitchen Cabinet was convened – in my kitchen. After a few glasses of wine and some serious brainstorming we agreed as a team to take on “Strictly”. As the bottles were emptied, our confidence grew… and so
By Joanie Bergin, guest writer for Unwind and let go
Over the years I have traveled long haul extensively for both business and pleasure. The most important thing I have learnt from various trips around the globe is to be kind to people you meet along the way. I cannot convey how wonderful and unexpected things can happen when you either offer help to someone or offer a friendly smile. No matter what your mood is when you start your journey or even the booking process, my tried and tested tip is to always be polite and show goodwill to the airline staff, airport staff and other passengers. A thank you or a smile to even the cleaners in the bathrooms brighten their days when so many people can be dismissive. Believe me the goodwill comes back in terms of better seats, upgrades or a nicer meal from the first or business cabin and higher quality snacks. I still remember the time my flight was cancelled and rather than staying overnight in Frankfurt I asked to be routed via Hong Kong, met a friend for coffee and chat and got home to my Malaysian apartment 10 hours before my rescheduled flight was due to land. Trust me, kindness works every time!
It seems my urge to declutter extends also to myself, and about a month ago I started a detox program. Designed to boost energy, heal the gut and of course remove nasty toxins from your body, detox programs come in many shapes and sizes. I went with the The Clean Program, beloved by Gwyneth Paltrow and Goop followers, and when I was last in the US, I picked up the Clean detox pack and started the very next day.
I am in the process of decluttering and minimizing my life. In a completely random act, I signed up for a 12 week online course in January which takes you through a step by step guide to reducing the clutter in your life and encourages you to scale back on all that you own. There are a couple of things here.
Why Herbal Tea? Well over a year ago, I decided to give up coffee. This not only meant passing up on a morning ritual with my husband and his beloved Gaggia but it also meant giving up romantic notions of sipping cappuccinos in Italian piazzas. On top of this, it abruptly ended my 4pm latte fix and also meant that I no longer had the option of an expresso in lieu of a guilt laden desert. And it soon got worse. Continue reading “Coffee, Herbal Tea and me”