I have had two gorgeous evenings celebrating womanhood, myself and our connections. I spend all of my time being a mother, a wife or a would be athlete, and sometimes its just fabulous to be me and celebrate life.
Thursday night was the womb blessing and my last intro to yoga at The Sanctuary. I struggled to find my feet at the sanctuary at first, they are a world away from my world, but rather at the last I found that actually their way is pretty amazing.
Then on Friday night Lucy and I went to Holly's, for our full moonlodge and Mandala evening. We took some inspiration from the womb blessing, and together with an amazing curry curtesy of Holly, we had a meaning evening.
And in other news, I cycled my furthest distance on my own last Friday. 31 miles up Portsdown hill. I actually hated every moment of the way back, it was wet and windy and the tonne lorries were hurtling past little old me, and I had a little cry when I got in (you know me!) but I did it and I am aware of the achievement!! Together with some great cycling I have been doing with my amazing Dad of late, I seem to have worked up the courage to put my money where my mouth is.. I'm going for a taster cycle with Fareham Wheelers tomorrow morning. I AM TERRIFIED! Will I spot them ok to meet up? Will I have everything I need? Will I be able to keep up? Will I be able to do the distance? Will there be any women? What on earth will we talk about....? I have to keep thinking of the first time I did a spin class, the first time I ran 5k.. All these firsts. I am not the same person I was at the beginning of year. I can do this. I bloody can and I will, of course, report back. Think of me!!