Herbalife – Week Three


Finally I feel like I’m getting into a rhythm and seeing it in black and white on the scales! After last weeks blip (and weight increase), I’m finally a smidgen away from a kilo down from day one (and a kilo and a half down from last week).

I’m making both my milkshakes in the morning and leaving my lunchtime one in the fridge before setting off for work. It’s much better to have it ready to go rather than risk being tempted by something quicker or easier (or quieter!) to make when I get home. Let’s face it, there’s nothing complicated about mixing powder and milk in a nutribullet but as I sometimes don’t get home for lunch till 4pm and am hungry, all reason can soon fly out of the window!

I was much more disciplined at the weekend. The weather was so glorious that it made you WANT to be good! I did indulge in my tomato on toast on Saturday morning but walked a little way to earn it and considered it a treat so didn’t feel I was depriving myself. On Sunday we took the children to the beach for a couple of hours with a snacky picnic and my protein bar fitted right in with their choccie biscuit bars.

My cheapie activity watch finally made a bid for freedom somewhere on Saturday morning. Timing was ideal as I’d ordered a Fitbit to be collected the same day and paid for with a gift voucher left over from Christmas that I’d completely forgotten about! We are gadget junkies in our house so it was going to happen sooner or later but I’m loving having something much more interactive to log my steps and weight.

And my sleep! It’s fascinating seeing the sleep stats! My sleep is all over the place which is hardly surprising with a 2 year old and a 4 year old. I must try and get my act together though and get to bed earlier rather than indulging in my hour of me time and TV time once the family is in bed, school bags packed and clothes laid out for the morning! The One Show presenter, Alex Jones, in her anecdotal book about becoming a Mum, Winging It, talks about how you need sleep to lose weight. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Her Teddy is still a baby so she’ll learn not to expect a full night’s sleep for another year or so!

Either it’s my imagination, or Herbalife is definitely having some positive side effects. Despite not a lot of sleep the last few weeks, I’m much more focused at work and in my other activities. I was asked to contribute a chapter to a book being compiled by Ali Meehan of CostaWomen and whereas a few weeks ago I would have put it off and procrastinated until the last minute, I knuckled down and got it done after the family went to bed on Friday night so that I didn’t have to dwell on it over the weekend. I’ve also been asked to edit a book on Mindfulness – a topic that’s not really crossed my radar before so I’m feeling positive about that one too. As well, being a distributor is giving me much more of a sense of determination and responsibility to try harder myself at losing weight and staying on track with my Herbalife lifestyle choice.

It’s another bank holiday in Estepona today celebrating San Isidro de Labrador so again it’s all about the children. Luckily I’m going out with my sponsor and her children so it will be a case of “I’m having what she’s having!” – God, I hope she’s hungry! Later on we’ll be going to town to watch the parade – this is one of my favourites with cows, horses, carriages and children in their colourful countryside style outfits.


Grace came home from school with this present she made for the family to celebrate Family Day which is also today

Have a great week everybody!




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Who Stole Christmas?

Do you ever get that feeling that you missed something really important? Or think, “I must get that organised in time for Christmas…” only to realise it’s already happened?

I love living on the Costa del Sol but let’s face it, Christmas just isn’t the same. The anticipation and madness that precede the actual event are nothing like what you experience growing up in the UK. In Spain it’s more subtle, dare I say refined, reserved and, let’s face it – warm! Perhaps even the renowned detester of tinsel, etiquette expert William Hanson would even appreciate the Spanish way of celebrating the festive season.

The lights in each town are festively beautiful rather than gaudy. The new trend for light and sound shows as seen in Malaga and now San Pedro are stunning but not tacky! There are no houses bursting at the seams with multi-coloured lights, overgrown santas and singing reindeer to distract drivers as they pass by. There’s no hint of tinsel laden living rooms peeking out from between the curtains as soon as the flames from Bonfire Night are put out. And on Christmas Eve, the streets are quiet and free from drunken revellers and instead the Spanish enjoy each other’s company at an important family meal.

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Yet, while the Brits are racing to take down their decorations on Twelfth Night, the Spanish have really only just warmed up ready for the main event. Their children are awaiting the arrival of the Three Kings who parade through towns throwing down sweets on 5th January before delivering presents to well behaved children who are fast asleep during the dead of night. On 6th families once again get together to exchange presents and to eat and be merry finishing off with a Roscón de Reyes (with bean and toy hidden inside much like sixpence pieces in puddings before the Christmas “Elf and Safety” crew put a stop to it).

I’ve often pitied Spanish children who have to wait until a day or two before they go back to school to receive their long awaited Christmas presents. It always seemed like a waste of two weeks playing time. But in actual fact it all makes perfect sense now as the novelty of the new toys and gadgets lasts much longer as they have to fit recreation around being back at school.

For us, Christmas was pretty much a right off this year! The flu virus hit our household just in time for our youngest daughter’s second birthday on 22nd (didn’t happen) while a gastro bug floored our eldest on Christmas morning leading to a much muted Christmas stocking discovery session. Thank goodness for Three Kings granting us a second opportunity to get it right (and for our two year old not understanding enough of what was going on to forgive her mummy for not wrapping her presents or making her a birthday cake this time round!).

We joined our local village Three Kings procession, collected sweets in our carrier bags, cheered when our daughters’ names were called out to collect their presents from Balthazar and celebrated with a family meal the next day. There may have been more Christmas Pudding than Roscón de Reyes, and the children still received the bulk of their presents on 25th rather than 6th January but we feel for the first time ever that we paid homage to the country we now call home rather than sticking to the foreigner’s way.

Having said that, my Christmas decorations came down very swiftly on 6th – you can have too much of a good thing…

Simple Pleasures

13th March 2011

I recently read an article where female celebrities were interviewed about their simple pleasures – the little things that mean a lot.

Living in Spain, for me, is all about the simple pleasures. We moved here for the lifestyle choice. We weren’t running away from anything bad in the UK, we weren’t hoping to make our fortune – we just wanted a better lifestyle than we felt we could achieve in the UK.

The weather here on the Costa del Sol plays a very important role. We spend a lot of time on the beach, with and without our faithful four legged friend. While my Spanish colleagues are enjoying a quick siesta following their main meal of the day, I like to take my book down to the beach and boost my vitamin D levels in the sunshine. Or, if it’s not so warm, take a brisk walk along the shoreline with the dog paddling in the water beside me. And even when the heavens are grumbling and the waves crashing, the sea provides such an amazing landscape that I wrap myself up and head down there for a look. There’s always something to see. I have to confess that sometimes it’s a bit of a struggle to get back into the work mode afterwards!

Spending time together as a family must also count as one of my simple pleasures. I’m lucky enough to have my parents nearby, as well as my beloved. We all spend a lot of time together, ask my beloved and he may well say too much! When we lived in the UK, my family was four hours drive away so it was not often that we managed to meet up. Here in Spain we get together at least once a week, and my brothers and sisters often travel over with their families too.

It’s true to say that we haven’t made our fortune, so it’s a good job we weren’t desperate for that! But as I’ve said to a few friends recently, I’d rather be broke here than in England! One of the charms of living on the Costa del Sol as opposed to the UK is the potential to be a bit entrepreneurial. I don’t think I would ever have got round to attempting to forge a career in writing if I had stayed in safe old Shropshire. But here I am giving it a go! My beloved would be teaching instead of DJing and I’d have been in an office somewhere working all the hours god sent for little personal satisfaction.

It sounds clichéd but life really is too short and it’s important to make the most of what you’ve got. Simple pleasures can be anything from spending time in your favourite place to spending time with your favourite people. Whatever puts your life into perspective for you. We may have to do jobs that aren’t necessarily our dream vocation, but saving a bit of time and energy to put towards what you really want to do can make everything else seem worthwhile.