Monday, 31 March 2014

Pony Tales: "There's Someone Here To See You."

On the 14th August 2002, the plane touched down in London at around 7:00am. Over the monitor, the pilot wished me a happy 12th birthday. We’d just come back from 2 weeks in the Bahamas, staying at the luxurious Hotel Atlantis. My parents handed me a small square box with Swarovski written on it - while wandering around the shops situated inside the hotel, I’d been attracted to a tiny Swarovski anteater ornament. I didn’t intend for my parents to buy it for me, I just liked looking at it.

I don’t remember the mundane activities at the airport – getting off the plane, collecting our luggage, driving home – because I was probably focused on seeing my pony, Lucky. We’d been loaning her from the owner of the stables since 1998, although a tendon injury meant she couldn’t be ridden anymore.

The weather was pleasantly warm. I was in the club room when my brother, Gaz, opened the door and told me: ‘There’s someone here to see you.’ I was mildly surprised as I had no idea who would be visiting me, so walked past the stables, past a trailer which had just parked up, and into the car park.

“Who? I can’t see anyone?” I asked.

“No, behind you!”

I looked behind me. Gaz lifted me into the air – at 14, he wasn’t quite the 6ft2 giant he is now so I could only just see inside, but when I saw that ginger ear with a little white spot on the tip, I knew who it was.

14th August 2002

I knew my parents had bought Ernest before we went on holiday, but his arrival on my birthday was a wonderful surprise. This year marks our 12th anniversary, but I still remember that moment as vividly as the day it happened – Ernest has many beautiful markings, but it may not surprise you to know that his ear spot is my favourite.

 
30th March 2014

Wednesday, 26 March 2014

Lent: Halfway!

Just a brief update today...

We're 3 weeks into Lent - that's halfway house! Thank GOODNESS because I am desperate for some cheese. I wasn't sure at the start which I would miss more - cheese or chocolate - but it is definitely the former. 

Mum's also desperate for a latte; she described watching her colleagues enjoy a break time latte as 'tortuous'.

It doesn't help that there are many varieties of the blessed dairy product in our fridge at the moment. Or that I recently discovered I like cottage cheese - an excellent, proteinous (yeah... that's not a real word) snack.

Heaven in dairy form
I'll be in France when I can finally eat cheese again, so I'm tempted to buy a really strong cheddar and bring it with me! I'm also going to feast on delicious French goat's cheese with a big chunk of baguette. I need to stop thinking about this now.

Well, 3 weeks down, 3 to go...

xxx

Tuesday, 25 March 2014

Book review: The House at Riverton, by Kate Morton

Maxx sensed my frustrations a few weeks ago when I was becoming restless with my bookshelves. I wanted to read something different, so tasked Maxx with buying me ‘something I wouldn’t normally read or choose for myself’ (I didn’t command he buy books for me, by the way, he offered). This was not an easy task, even if I am open to reading lots of different genres.

I believe Maxx’s mission was successful (although, given he’d just kindly spent about £20 on things for me, it wouldn’t have mattered what he bought!). I reviewed one of the books last week, The Winter Folly, and now I’ll review the second!

The House at Riverton
9/10

Kate Morton has many fans. I can’t call myself one yet as I’ve only read one of her novels, but I am definitely interested in reading more of her work. The book itself is attractive, with a beautiful photograph of a summer garden behind a gate decorating the cover – whoever chose that picked a winner, as it immediately made me want to read the story!

The House at Riverton was a prime example of women’s fiction gone right. It touches on many topics, including memory, loss, family, war, love, aging and class difference, through the eyes of Grace Bradley, a housemaid at Riverton.

Ultimately, I think this novel is about secrets: Hannah likes to keep them, Grace is forced to keep them, and Emmeline is excluded from them. Trivial secrets, such as the children’s role playing game, come to have greater significance throughout the novel – but because of what they represent, rather than what they are. After David, Hannah and Emmeline’s brother, is killed in WWI, Hannah keeps one of their childhood stories in a locket but tells Emmeline she buried all of them.

While the idea of a secret changing the entire outcome of a novel is not new, one of the aspects I liked most about The House at Riverton was how one tiny, seemingly forgettable detail was the one that changed the course of the story. Instead of a dramatic revelation, the truth comes out quietly, almost unnoticeably. By then, however, Hannah’s world has been upturned, but instead of an explosive confrontation, it is her subtlety which makes the ending so much sadder.

Switching between a character’s past and present is also a common technique, however I felt Morton successfully wrote Grace both as a young girl and a very old woman. She captured the place between sleeping and wakefulness that Grace experiences in her old age, when the lines between them are blurred.

As a character, Grace was thoroughly likeable - her devotion to Hannah was admirable rather than pathetic, showing her as loyal and steadfast even in the most dangerous circumstances. This steadiness was reflected in her old age, with her determination to visit Riverton one last time.

Emmeline, Hannah’s younger sister, was a troubled character; while it would have been easy to label her as shallow, she lost her brother in the War and her sister to a husband who took her away to London, all by the age of 16. She is excluded from memories of her brother through Hannah’s deception about the stories. Hannah becomes the love interest of both men Emmeline wishes to have a relationship with. While her adoration of Teddy and Robbie seem unrealistic, in a child’s mind they hold much more brevity. Her melodramatic actions at the fateful Riverton party reflect how lost she is, despite her apparent popularity and frivolous lifestyle. I can understand why readers might not feel sorry for this privileged young woman, as many others suffered the same losses from the War as she did while living in much harder circumstances, but I think this also serves as a leveller. Death did not discriminate across social classes during the War.

I would highly recommend this book. Unlike some women’s fiction, I found The House at Riverton refreshing and unpredictable.

xxx

Thursday, 20 March 2014

Spring has Sprung!

Strip off those layers! Take off those muddy boots! And I’m not just talking to all the horses and ponies out there - Happy First Day of Spring everybody! Happy Happiness Day!

I’ve been feeling ‘Springy’ since the beginning of this month - temperate weather, beautiful flowers blossoming like Yorkshire puddings in an oven, and Ernest changing rugs have all made me feel decidedly chirpier (except the whole Mumps incident of last week). I wish the weather could be like this all year round! Look at the daffodils bobbing their heads – they agree with me. Bob bob bob.

In honour of this glorious day, here are my top 5 reasons – from a fitness perspective - why Spring is the best…

Outdoor Sports
Who doesn’t fancy reliving the age of innocence, aka primary school, and playing a game of rounders? Spring is for outdoor sports, or, taking your sport outdoors – lift weights in the garden, do your HIIT circuit at the park, get off the treadmill and breathe the fresh air rather than your own sweaty body smell. Personally, I’m looking forward to seeing Ernest in daylight during the week!

Healthy Eating
Let’s do a role play: it’s mid-December. You’ve just got in from work. What do you go for, salad or stew? OK, let’s do another one: it’s mid-April. What do you go for, salad or stew? Alright, I would probably choose stew both times as well, but isn’t it easier to eat lighter and healthier (not that stew has to be unhealthy, but dumplings are so delicious) during the Spring and Summer months? 

Fitness Motivation
Either you kept up a healthy regime during Winter and are ready to show off your bod-ay, or you ate like one of the three little piggies and... well, aren't. Assuming most of us are in the latter category and still have some work to do, Spring is the perfect time to get fit and ready for Summer. It's easy to imagine our sexy bods with Summer six months away, but as it creeps ever closer, it's so much easier to get motivated and start working out ready for bikini season.

Sweat
Yep, that's right - it's getting warmer, so it's going to get sweatier. Excellent news for obliterating your body fat, getting rid of nasty toxins and transforming into a not-so-dumb-belle (or not-so-dumb-boy - I don't discriminate). Don't want to work up a sweat? You're probably on the wrong blog, my friend.

Energy Levels
This does not need explaining. Anyone else guilty of going to bed in Winter at 7:00pm? On a Saturday night? Begone Winter hibernation, hello Spring nights!

Maxx and Ernest last Sunday.

Monday, 17 March 2014

New PT Workout: #4

I am SO GLAD I'm going back to my internship tomorrow. I'm starting to feel human again and am ready to get back to London. 

I wanted to post this last Monday, but felt a bit of a fraud writing about fitness when I was facing a second week off from working out. I've actually been doing this programme since February 10th, but I'll continue for an extra couple of weeks to make up for the sessions I missed.

Warm-up: 10-15 minutes hill walk/sprint

Goblet squat 20 reps x 3 sets
Mountain climbers 20 x 3
Single arm kettlebell swing 20 x 3
Press ups 15 x 3
Pop squats 15 x 3
DB single arm row 15 x 3
DB side lunge and touch 20 x 3
Kettlebell snatch 10 x 3
DB lunge and rotate 20 x 3
DB squat and press 15 x 3
Long arm crunches 20 x 3
Jackknife 20 x 3

Warm down: 5 minute walk & stretch

This workout has a couple of moves I've never done before: pop squats and kettlebell snatches. I foolishly thought they would be easy as I don't do these with a weight: wrong. They are really effective, proving you don't always need to throw weights around to get results. Just your own weight!

I've also joined Bodybuilding.com's BodySpace: PJones90 (original indeed). Add me! I'd love to chat endlessly about fitness, nutrition, weights and, most importantly, how great it is to have a muscular back.

xxx

Thursday, 13 March 2014

Pony Tales: Has Spring 2014 arrived?

This wasn't the original Pony Tale I was going to share with you, but as I had such a beautiful ride today I thought I'd write about this instead. Perhaps it was prophetic fallacy - I was told this morning that my mumps are no longer contagious so I can start going out again. Out Mum and I went to the stables, 20 minutes later (she drove me so I couldn't go riding for too long and fatigue myself)!

Ernest's favourite place, the cross country field
What a day. Blue skies, warm sun, a light breeze... Ernest was munching hay in his stable with his rug off, and judging by all the mud, he had gone out without his turnout rug on as well. I even had to ride wearing sun glasses!

We walked around the woods and along the cross country field for about 45 minutes, Ernest on a long rein and me taking photos every so often. The wildlife certainly enjoyed the weather today, too, as I saw pheasants strolling through the undergrowth and rabbits hopping around. On Sunday, I even caught two does and a stag grazing in one of the clearings.

I was so relieved to get outside and see Ernest today. My face is still achey and tight with all the swelling, but it's hard to think about that when I spend time with my favourite boy. He always knows when I'm feeling unwell as he behaves differently - very cuddly and gentle, nuzzling my hands softly and letting me lean on him while I'm grooming.


I'm hoping to ride every day for the rest of the week, including a very long hack at the weekend if the sun is still shining.

xxx

Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Recipe: Banana pancakes

Mumpy Tuesday did not start well. I made a beetroot, carrot and spinach smoothie, but it was RANK and the colour of actual poop, so it had to be binned.

I was very hungry after this debacle, so decided to make banana pancakes – the recipe is by Deliciously Ella and is vegan and gluten free. I’m very conscious of eating well for three reasons: I don’t want to have any food reactions when I’m already in a lot of pain, I’m not able to work out to my usual intensity so don’t want to put on weight, and my body is not going to fight off the Mump Monster if I eat processed rubbish. I also have a lot of free time this week to experiment with new food recipes, and I’m happy to say this one was a success.

You will need:

  • 1 cup of gluten free oats
  • 2/3 cup of ground almonds
  • 1 cup of water
  • ¼ cup of ground flaxseed
  • 2 ripe bananas
  • 2 tablespoons of pure maple syrup / raw honey / raw agave (I used agave)
  • 2 teaspoons of cinnamon
  • pinch of sea salt (I didn’t have any sea salt so just used normal table salt)
  • coconut oil for cooking (I didn’t have any so just didn’t use anything!)
 

Instructions:

  • Blend the oats until they become powdery
  • Chop the bananas and blend with the oats – I added the water here as it mixed together better
  • Add all of the other ingredients and blend
  • Heat the pan, then add three spoonfuls of mixture
  • Fry on both sides for about 1 minute each

The recipe makes 4-5 medium size pancakes. I ate mine with a drizzle of maple syrup, but they were delicious enough on their own!

1. I think that'll be one for the dogs!      2. The perfect stack     3. Princess hoping to get another pancake

At University, my housemates and I tried a different banana pancake recipe, but this one worked so much better. It’s quite carb heavy with the oats and bananas, but the flax and almonds add a dose of healthy fats and protein. If I was making these before a workout, I would substitute some of the flax and almonds with a scoop of protein powder.

xxx