Returning to Paris

To say that my 22nd birthday in Paris will be memorable is probably putting in mildly. I'm not usually one to complain about heat and sun (because believe me, I love it!) but 40 degree heat in the middle of a busy city is pretty hard going. That, combined with a very ill mum and horrendous delays on the Eurostar to get back to England certainly made for an eventful trip!

Nevertheless, we did enjoy ourselves. I managed to go back to many of my favourite places and I enjoyed just being able to wander around Le Marais area again. 

Photo taken on my run as the sun was coming up. One of my most memorable runs!

It got up to 38 degrees on my birthday but I went out for a run at 6.30am before it got too hot. I was absolutely determined to go because I knew that running round Paris, past the Louvre, Hotel de Ville and Notre Dame on my birthday was kind of a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity I couldn't miss! Then we went to Le Pain Quotidien (I know, I know it's a chain but I just adore this place) and had their delicious Crunola with a bread basket. I'm hoping to recreate the base of the Crunola which was banana, coconut and cashew nut butter and totally creamy and scrummy - I'll keep you posted if I'm successful!

We spent the morning shopping for a little present I could take home for myself and actually didn't find anything! But that wasn't a great loss as I got to spend my birthday creating the most incredibly memories in Paris. In the afternoon, the heat began to get to mum and we needed to get out of the sun for a while. Mum took me to the patisserie in BHV in Le Marais where, after cheekily telling them it was my birthday, we chose two patisseries (mine was the most incredible vanilla layered mousse) and the waitress brought them over with a candle and chocolate birthday plaque - in French! It was such a thoughtful thing to do and really made my day special. 

We spent the evening in my favourite bar that I fell in love with on my year abroad - La Favorite. My favourite cocktails there used to be the French Kiss but since they had changed the menu I tried the Peach Margarita and my failsafe, Cosmo (they do a mean Cosmo!). I would definitely recommend the Margarita though! Strong, but really good. I'd recommend going in Happy Hour between 7pm and 9pm to benefit from half prices (otherwise it's a fairly pricey place). It was great to have the hotel so conveniently located across the road from my favourite haunt, find it here because I'd definitely recommend it!

The Peach Margarita at La Favorite

Unfortunately, getting home put a slight dampener on our time in Paris. Mum felt ill on the Wednesday we were meant to go back, and with our train in the evening, we felt it was better to get to Gare du Nord early so at least we were there and wouldn't have to worry about her being able to get there if she worsened. However, the station was absolutely sweltering and we were waiting for an hour and a half before we were supposedly meant to board. But the Eurostar was experiencing delays on a huge scale that day so by the time we actually go on the train, we were already delayed by at least an hour, and then the train ended up stopping about 20 minutes after setting off and didn't go again for almost 2 hours. As you can imagine, with the heat, a lack of water and delays, we were feeling a bit fed up. But it really could have been worse. Yes, we got stuck in London but dad had booked a lovely hotel for us which was amazing when we finally got in and slept for 4 hours before getting the train home. Like I said - certainly a memorable trip!

Has anyone else been affected by the Eurostar/Eurotunnel problems recently? How have you coped in the heat this week? Did you love it or hate it? Let me know!

How to start running (and never stop)

Let me start this post by saying that by no means do I class myself as an excellent or highly experienced runner. I haven't run any marathons, or half-marathons for that matter, and I've only been running for about two years which is apparently quite a short period of time in the running world. However, I think what I am able to offer is a 'normal' person's view of the exercise and how I genuinely believe that anyone can start running and learn to love it. Sound too good to be true? Read on!

I think there's this assumption that to be a runner, you have to be naturally sporty and fit. I can tell you now that, in my case, that idea could not be further from the truth. I began running during my year abroad in France because with no internet connection and a lack of a social life, I needed to fill my time and also find an outlet for the stress and anxiety that came with moving countries. I found this in running. Sure, I'd tried to get into it in previous summers and loved seeing an improvement but I gave up pretty quickly. It was always easier to sit in and eat (because I've always loved food) rather than to get out running. Nevertheless, I kept at it in France. Probably driven by my situation, I started around October time and shortly I was going about three times a week.

Knowing that I had to run past the school children (including some of those I taught) or that I would have to get up early to avoid them almost hindered my motivation. But I think the key to combatting excuses and discomfort comes with routine. I organised my runs around my teaching days and knew I loved to run early on a Sunday morning because I was usually the only one around. After about three weeks, it became habit and gradually I felt my ability getting better and better until I managed to run for 40 minutes without stopping. Soon, I'd continued throughout the Christmas period when I had returned home. I'd even had to buy a new pair of trainers, and I was considering signing up for 5kms races when I came back to the UK.

And, unbelievably, I stuck at it. I stress that I am not a sporty girl (or at least, I wasn't!)- I was the girl who hated PE at school. But I think once I'd got myself into the routine and began to see a quick improvement which does happen when you first start, my motivation stayed and it became normal. Now, I can honestly say I love it. Sure I have bad runs, but I've never regretted a run and I think that's key. I'm always pleased I've got out, even if it's only for half an hour, and if I go for even a day or two without running I get a real itch to go again. It's a part of my life, and whenever I feel myself getting a bit reluctant to go, all I have to remember are some of my longest and best runs; absolutely nothing beats reaching the top of a tough hill and being met with the view of a sunrise. 

So if you take anything from this post, take these five points:

1. Don't think you can't run, because everyone can (unless you have injuries, in that case you're forgiven!). All you need is a pair of trainers and headphones. 

2. It's horrible to admit it to yourself but the voices inside your head that say 'go tomorrow', or 'it's a bit early' are excuses and if you really do want to run or exercise more, I promise you'll feel 10 times better once you recognise that and overcome them.

3. Get into a routine. Dedicate a certain time each week and stick to it for a few weeks and it'll start to feel normal.

4. Recognise and appreciate your improvement. You know that tree that you couldn't run to last time? Feel that pride once you pass it because even if it's only by a few metres, that's still an improvement and it'll make you feel epic.

5. Finally, if you ever feel like you 'can't' (the amount of times this word has been through my head is probably in its millions), remember some of my favourite running quotes:

I hope this post has been helpful, I definitely could have done with some reassurance when I first started. So go and get motivated!! And let me know below how you get on! 

Let's talk about stress...

I'm the first to admit that I'm a complete stress-head. I'm a nightmare for worrying and panicking. It's partly because I'm a bit of a perfectionist, so when things don't go quite according to plan my automatic reaction is to get anxious.

Joining the Bloglovin' community recently (omg, best decision everrrr - it's equalled Instagram in its addictiveness) I found quite a few posts about stress management and general advice about coping. Although most of the advice was pretty obvious, I actually found the posts extremely helpful. Maybe it's because I feel guilty if I tell myself I'm stressed, like I'm not allowed to be, but when other people suggest that it's okay to feel overwhelmed and take a step back from it all, I listened. And it felt good!

Here's one blogger whose post I could definitely relate to. The part about feeling guilty and university was particularly relevant! From Roses is a fantastic blog, and I'd thoroughly recommend taking a look around her site because her content is both beautiful and insightful. 

That I was helped by such posts made me want to write this one. As a self-proclaimed stress-head (see above), I hit a new low during my dissertation process. I always knew it would be one of the most intense periods of my university career, but I got so worked up about it that I actually began to make myself ill. Nothing serious, but enough that made me sit up and take notice and realise that it wasn't worth it, stress is simply not worth sacrificing happiness, health and well-being. So this turning point has led me to offer the following advice if you too are a worrier, stress a lot, or just find it difficult to relax...

1. Exercise. I know, I know. Some of you might roll your eyes at this, and I know that some people don't think exercise if for them but believe me - I was one of those people!! About 18 months ago, I wouldn't exercise if you paid me. But then I discovered running and I never looked back. It's become a part of my life and acts as a serious stress-reliever. The power of escaping your worries and running in the countryside is unbeatable.

2. Plug in those headphones, put on your favourite songs, and turn it up. Whether you feel like listening to a calming playlists (there's some great ones on Spotify), or you choose your favourite pop hits, do it without looking at/doing anything else - just listen. If you want to get up and dance, do it! Having a boogie is one of the best stress-busters.

3. Light some candles, get a mug of your favourite hot chocolate and curl up with a book or your favourite program. Go wild and add a bar of chocolate into the mix. Losing yourself in a fictional world is the perfect escape, even if I am biased as a Literature student!

4. Don't isolate yourself. This is easier to do than you realise. Working independently, even when you're surrounded by people, takes its toll and a simple interaction like a half-hour coffee break with friends will do wonders. It'll take your mind away from your worries, give you a chance to laugh and ensure you take a break from your work!

5. Nourish from within. Around the time I got into running, my diet and tastes had a change too. I discovered how good it feels to feed your body with the right foods and nutrients it needs. This is something that easily gets lost when you're stressed because you'll feel like spending time preparing something in the kitchen takes away from productive time spent elsewhere. But if you want your body and brain to perform at its best, there really is no replacing the benefits of good food. 

6. Take 10 minutes of total relaxation. If you find yourself on the verge of a complete panic, take a step away and for at least 10 minutes lie down, close your eyes and put all of your concentration into encouraging every muscle in your body to relax. I recently started going to yoga and other well-being classes and the relaxation time at the end is one of my favourite parts. No matter what my worries are, I'm able to forget them in this moment and concentrate on making my body feel more relaxed. On a similar note, don't disregard the power of sleep. The optimum of 7-9 hours per night allows your body to re-energise and gives a new perspective on things in the morning.

I hope these ideas could help you in the way that I've been encouraged by other bloggers to allow myself down time, and not feel guilty about it. I've realised that my well-being and health are super important and now definitely understand that my body needs time out to work at its best. 

Are any of you worriers too? What do you all do to relax? Or do you have any tips to help with stress management? As always, I'd love to hear your thoughts below!

6 reasons why being a morning person is awesome

The words 'I'm going to have a lie-in tomorrow' rarely leave my lips, and when they do, they refer to the 8.30am lie-in I have about four times a year. My friends think I'm mad that my standard wake up time is either 6.30 or 7am (depending on my workout schedule), and that even if I don't set an alarm I'll wake up naturally at those times anyway. And you know what? I love it. I could never, ever be a night owl, there are just far to many reasons to love the morning! Here's just six of them...

1. The weather is (usually) at its best in the morning. Hello morning runs at sunrise. The amount of times I've woken up to clear blue skies for it to turn dull and grey a few hours later makes rising early so worth it.

2. Unless you're from a family of early risers, being the first one up means you get a few moments of blissful peace while you gradually wake up. 

3. You end up with extra time! I've never seen the attraction of sleeping for longer so you have to rush to get ready in 15 minutes and skip breakfast at the risk of being late. Rising early means taking your time over breakfast, choosing your outfit for the day, messing with your hair and applying makeup. It also means that if you are suffering from a bad hair day/can't find that skirt, you have time to fix it! 

4. Early morning workouts are the best and getting up early means it doesn't eat into your day. Instead, you just end up feeling awesome and energised and ready to tackle the day head on. 

5. It increases your overall productivity. I can be so super productive before it's even 11am. If I'm on a roll, I'll often run, have breakfast, do some work, and have ridden all before 11 o'clock.

6. Getting up earlier usually means going to bed earlier too, and getting those precious hours in before midnight does wonders for your energy levels. It's also a more natural way of sleeping- sleep when it's dark, wake when it's light. Kind of makes sense.

Think of anymore? As always, I'd love to hear suggestions below!

10 things that have made me happy this week...

This week has been stressful. Actually, let's stress stressful. It's been stresssssfullll. I'm fairly certain my body is now falling apart because of the pressure I've put myself under over the last week. But it's done, over, fini. So I thought that there would be no better way to end this pretty hard week with a positive post on why it's actually been pretty great after all:

1. I submitted my dissertation. I cannot explain the huge weight that has been lifted from my shoulders. This project probably totalled around a year's worth of work. To have finally finished it is both magical and strange. If I'm completely honest, I'm now feeling a bit lost... What did I do before dissertation took over my life? On the plus side, I now have more time to blog which I've missed a lot.

© Rachel Thomason. Yeeeeaahh, that feels good.

2. This smoothie from Harris + Hoole that I treated myself to post-workout during the week. Berries, apples, froth... Need I say more?

3. My breakfast on Saturday morning after a hardcore treadmill workout. It was exactly what I needed to start my morning before having a final read of my dissertation and submitting it. Apple and cinnamon overnight oats, topped with sunflower and pumpkin seeds, and peanut butter plus an extra sprinkle of cinnamon.

4. This post by Hannah Gale. If you're not familiar with her blog, go and take a look. An incredibly honest young woman whose posts never fail to strike a chord with me, or simply just make me howl with laughter.

5. The count-down to Amsterdam. It's a post-dissertation-submission treat and I am so so excited.

6. The Game of Thrones Season 5 trailer. O.M.G. Excitement does not cover it. Find it here. Go. 

7. This poem by Swinburne. Find full version here. Literature geek alert: we studied this in our seminar this week, and I actually quite enjoyed it. He's definitely got a different style to his Victorian contemporaries, and the themes are sometimes particularly disturbing/intriguing but I weirdly quite enjoyed studying it.

8. Running. Less enjoyable than normal this week which kind of contradicts the title of this post BUT the fact that I can and do run is a source of constant happiness. This week I needed the endorphins more than ever, and dragging myself out was hard but so worth it. Plus, I got to see this sunrise. Nothing beats this for me. Motivation for an early workout comes so naturally when it's this beautiful outside. It was the perfect start to my day.



9. The most amazing caramel latte which revived my love for coffee. It's the small things.

10. The daffodils that are coming out on campus. Springgggg. Winter is not coming... Spring is coming!! This fills me with so much happiness and positivity that it's clear I am just a true outdoors girl at heart. It was the perfect backdrop to give my dissertation one last read through before submission.


So yeah, stressful week balanced out by some small pleasures, and some bigger sources of excitement. Putting in all the work I did was tough, but as a bit of a over-conscientious stress-head, I probably didn't help myself. I do, however, know that as a result of said effort I honestly tried my absolute best. Better than best. So at least now, with my degree in someone else's hands, I can 100% say that I gave it my best shot. 

Also, exciting news! I'm now on bloglovin', yay! I'm still trying to get to grips with it all but I'm fairly sure it's going to be my new best friend. Follow me here!

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A Perfect Sunday in the Country

Wasn't it just such a beautiful day yesterday? It's done wonders to my mood, which had quite frankly reached moody cow level recently. February is a really hard month- everyone is fed up with winter but there is little sign of Spring, and motivation is lacking all round. But all it takes is a day out in the countryside to help me appreciate that life is pretty damn awesome.

I started my day with a run this morning, hoping to do something half-decent because I've been lacking in motivation after my race last weekend. I managed just under 9k in 50 mins which I was pretty happy with. Plus, it was enough that it was such a beautiful morning and I got to see the sunrise so I wasn't too bothered about performance, just enjoyment!

I also finally rode Toffee. He's had a bit of a winter break, what with me being snowed under with work and the tracks around us being so wet and muddy. I almost wish I'd got back on sooner because we had such a lovely time. I forgot that there really is nothing like riding your own horse, and it's even better when we get to gallop over the fields (his choice, not mine- I told him he wasn't fit enough and needless to say we didn't get very far!). I've decided horse therapy is an actual thing.

Please excuse the blurriness of this photo- apparently riding and photography don't go together too well!

I tried to work, I really did try hard. Buuuut I quickly get distracted here, especially when the weather is nice. It's strange that this was only meant to be a little break during Reading Week and that I'm heading back to uni again on Tuesday but I think I'm in need of some proper routine back in my life. Going backwards and forwards all the time isn't doing me much good because I can't settle properly before I'm off again, and I really am a person who thrives on routine. It was such a great end to the weekend though and I feel all excited for Spring now. I'll be looking out for those new Spring buds!

This girl runs.

Let me start by saying that this time last year, I was pleased to be able to run 40 minutes without stopping. Fast forward one year, and I have competed in my first cross country run at part of the Team Surrey Running and Athletics team. And look, I'm smiling! Cold, muddy, and absolutely exhausted, I finished and with a pretty decent time at that: 6.4km (4 miles) in 35 minutes. 

The course was hard. Like, let's-just-make-the-course-a-continuous-hill kind of hard. When it finally did decline, it was so muddy (and I had no spikes) that it was impossible to make up the time. It was so difficult though that I was just pleased to have finished and thrilled when my time was under 40 minutes!

Sure I was literally gulping in air, I nearly fell flat on my face, and I wanted to give up on numerous occasions but by the time I'd finished, the satisfaction was so worth it. And hey, this is coming from a girl who used to loathe the idea of getting a bit sweaty/puffed. Now I love it. And I love running. 

If you're reading this and have considered taking up running but haven't quite got rid of that little voice that's been saying 'start tomorrow...', ignore that little voice. She sucks. Start now. I did, and have never looked back; I feel so much more confident and energised, and no matter how bad a run I have, I have never ever regretted a single one... I'll stop now because I'm starting to sound like a walking cliché. But the point stands: go run.