Tag: shit just got real

  • The Test

    The Test

    If I wanted a test of how lockdown upper body fitness has progressed since March, here it is. Up on the wall, ready and waiting, this will be a proper test of upper body fitness. There are exercises all planned. It’ll be the core of at least one of three planned upper body/ torso exercises […]

  • Always There

    Always There

    Tired. Cold. However, not grumpy just… well, numb I suppose. Morning all. — 🌳 Sarah Reeson 🍀 Exposed Frailties 🌳 (@MoveablePress) January 30, 2020 Two more days to go, and then I can take a whole day off… except I will end up doing my sun salutes as has been the case all month. They’ll […]

  • Baba O’Riley

    Baba O’Riley

    I did not want to get out of bed this morning. Yesterday was a tough one for eating discipline, plus exercise. For the first time I can remember, there was a scrabble to find a snack before my scheduled class: I was light-headed. It would have been a struggle to do 55 minutes without it. As […]

  • Train

    Train

    Right then. Finally got ten minutes between rushing around, after two days of pretty much solid de-cluttering. Where are we so far? Friday Afternoon and Now, yeah it is improving… pic.twitter.com/P8NrlWgDYe — 🗿 Sarah Reeson 💷 Selling My Life🗿 (@MoveablePress) October 27, 2019 Boredom will not be a problem leading up until Christmas. I need […]

  • Waiting for the Man

    Waiting for the Man

    Normally I’d write this blog early, preferably before starting work on the week’s project. Except, today that direction took precedent, then there had to be some PT (more of which at the weekend) and I’ve only just recovered sufficiently from that to be here and ready to write. Needless to say, it’s been a BIG […]

  • Do You Love Me?

    Do You Love Me?

    People ask how they can help me without giving me money. Okay, here's a way. FOLLOW @InternetofWords and show you support my journey by listening. pic.twitter.com/RNpyKiLWhU — 🗿 Sarah's Poems 📝 Less Grief Associates 🗿 (@AlternativeChat) February 14, 2019 Being honest can be a dangerous move in the modern world. Most people are so tired […]

  • The Revolution will Not be Televised

    The Revolution will Not be Televised

    DAY 5: We interrupt our scheduled wibbling for the first of a series of planned observations of reality. This Saturday? It is time to remind you all about the concept of TRANSMEDIA and how, in the space of a week, that concept has utterly altered the entire course of entertainment. Bandersnatch is a work of […]

  • Decks Dark

    Decks Dark

    My earworm for the day is this trailer music. Cheers, Disney. Right then, where were we? #Blogmas is planned. I have 31 Haiku to write, and 25 Christmas GIF to source. Nothing left now but to get on with it, which is what the next four days are about. Also, I need to enter Azeroth […]

  • 2000 Miles

    2000 Miles

    Okay then, December, let's do this differently. #blogmas #thewritereads #bloggerstribe pic.twitter.com/hs6IoAKBYP — 🌊 Sarah 📝 Shonky Hankering 🌊 (@AlternativeChat) November 25, 2018 Next month’s content is pretty much sorted. Now, all that has to happen is the organisation. Yesterday was brilliant for several reasons in that regard: not only did the backlog of archiving and […]

  • Good Times

    Good Times

    Just made over £100 with a Tea and Talk event online. Good Times. I’ve got a piece (one of four being entered this year for the National Poetry Competition) that’s as close to what I really am as anything that has previously been written. It’s title? ‘The First Time I saw Fuck in a Poem.’ If […]