It’s no secret that I adore Pinterest. And I just want to confess my love again. I can spend hours scanning the site looking for inspiration for photoshoots, outfit inspiration, my future house….my future wedding. You get the picture.
I’m moving down to London next week and whilst it’ll probably be a bit before I have a place to live sorted out, I am really looking forward to decorating and having somewhere to call my own. It’ll be filled with photographs and music but hopefully some good decor too. You can have a look at my ever growing Home board if you fancy a look at what’s caught my eye. But I also have 24 other boards that may take your fancy too!
Are you on Pinterest? Leave me a link, I would love to see what you’ve been pinning!
I actually came across this photo on the right sometime last year, on pinterest of course. But it really stuck with me. I’ve never been a huge fan of exercise, although always given it a go. It’s just never been something I was excited about or really into. My family is in to exercise big time, so maybe it was a little rebellion on my part.
However, I did get in to running a couple of years ago. I was never brilliant at distance running though, and whilst I would go out here and there with friends or family I didn’t do it regularly enough to see or feel any changes. But then I started a programme to help me get to 5K. I started because I needed something positive to focus on. My first ‘run’ was basically “run for 1 minute, walk for 2″. It was excellently easy to build up over time. And it helped me become a good runner, slowly building my confidence and lung capacity. I did it regularly, at least 3-4 times a week.
But. I haven’t actually run in quite a while. Maybe a month and coming up to a half now? A mirage of reasons, of course. I was traveling; I was in New York, Atlanta, Edinburgh. It was Christmas. It was New Year. I haven’t seen my friends in months. I got the worst cold known to man. It may have even been 3 colds and man-flu. It would be easy to sit here and say I’ll do it next week. Or next next week. Or something. Because it’s hard to get back into it. But actually, I missed it. I missed running. The first run will be painful and not very long. But it’ll be something. All it needs to be is something. What I’m reminding myself now (on Sunday evening as I write this) is that I am working out because I love my body. Not because I have to, or feel I have to because everyone says I should. But because I want to. I want to be healthy and lead an active lifestyle. I also want to be toned, and feel good and look good in the clothes I wear and be confident in my own skin. I only have one body, it is my temple, so why not make it as incredible as I can? (And I want to eat whatever I want when I want. I love bread and cheese. And want to eat it all the time.)
So tomorrow I start. Again. And I hope, that if you have been fighting your conscious about exercise that remember it is for YOU. Your body. You can do it. And whether it is a brisk walk, jog, 5 mile run or 13 laps in the swimming pool…do it for you because you love your body enough to be healthy and happy.
New York is my dream city. It makes me feel alive just being back. Absorbed into the endless possibilities. That, and it’s almost impossible to get lost thanks to the grid system. I could live in that city again. I say again because a few Summers ago I lived and worked there and it was amazing. New York in Spring/Summer is…I need a better word than amazing/beautiful/wonderful/fantastic. I mean it’s also chaotic, as it’s never not tourist season. The thousands of people who live there perfectly meshed in with the millions of tourists who want to see the blinding lights. P.S Taylor Swift has given me my new New York anthem song, I keep listening as it transports me back to bagels and beauties and the Highline at 9 in the morning.
In case it was a little unclear, this time last month I was in NYC, Manhattan Island and a downtown apartment. I like downtown. It loses the grid a little, but the cobble stones and Chelsea Markets more than make up for that. You should visit The Chelsea Markets if you’ve never been (15th Street and 9th Ave) it is right opposite the Starbucks, but please there is a gorgeous scrumptious indy coffee place literally opposite and up and road so if you need a fix go there (it’s called Blue Bottle Top). And then, for breakfast, which is my favourite meal, you should head to Amy’s Bread inside the Chelsea Markets because the food is gorgeous! And since you are so close I would go on The Highline, which used to be for freight trains in the 30s/40s but closed down a couple years after opening. It is now a park, created by Friends of The Highline and you can walk along. It was bloody freezing at the beginning of December though, so we stopped half way.
I’m not quite sure what the allure of New York is. I don’t know if it’s something I’ve created in my head, or the fact that I basically woke up to coffee and bagels on my doorstep – check out Ess-a-Bagel! The buzz and hubbub of the city is another favourite, you can get addicted to the feeling of being alive. There is so much to see and to photograph. The parks are unbelievable; my favourite would be Bryant Park which is definitely worth a visit. On days off in the Summer I would take myself and a book along, but I would never end up reading. People watching became my favourite past time. There is grass and paving, an outdoor bar, and in the summer outdoor movies are shown, live music is heard and chess playing occurs for every bloke with a beard over 70. It’s beyond fascinating.
If you like Chocolate, fancy a late night snack and are in Union Square head over to Max Brenner. There may be a wait, so book if you can or be prepared to wait. But chocolate heaven awaits you. Don’t worry about the calories, you just walked in awe around my favourite city all day – it’s rather large – so you deserve a treat!
There is so much I can tell you about New York we would be here for days, but mark my words I’ll live in that city one day! Also, if you are going any time soon and need a list of places to eat, drink, visit, be merry, then let’s talk.
– Ellie x
Can we talk about fate for a moment? It’s been floating around in my head for the past couple of days and I just can’t shake it. I’ve always been a non-believer in fate, I don’t like to think I have a pre-set path. I like to think I am making all my own decisions and they could change at any moment. I believe in experiences and serendipity and last minute spontaneity.
But recently, rom-coms and grown up (read: serious) relationships have had me thinking. Do we all have a person who we are supposed to marry? Do we all meet and marry our soul-mates? Do soul-mates even exist? Now, my inner rom-com lover is shaking her head at my questioning all this. So I took so my questioning to one of my very good friends; Of course I believe fate exists she gushes at me over coffee. She then goes on to back up her relationship story very well, managing to make the whole thing sound like a rom-com. Hhhmm. She and her BF are incredibly cute though. Ridiculously, even. And I love the story of them. But I’m not sure if it’s fate or just serendipity, which I’m more inclined to lean towards, especially as that is how I feel about meeting my BF.
Maybe, maybe, there is the tiniest littlest part of me (the rom-com loving part clearly) that believes in fate when it comes to relationships. A bigger part of me is more willing to believe that maybe some things do happen for a reason and perhaps the reason is just to teach you a lesson about yourself or love or being in a relationship or whatever. Perhaps I am just thinking way too much into this. But it has me curious; do you believe in fate? And if so why? And if you don’t why not? Please leave comments on the back of a postcard, or y’know down in the comments section as I’d love to hear what you think!
Sometimes we just need a little reminding. I know I do. I definitely get caught up in doing what I think I should be doing, or being hard on myself because of what I haven’t done and thought maybe I should. And actually, we can do whatever we want in terms of our careers, our lives. We can invent and design our own lifestyle. Whenever I think about that I get hugely inspired!