Healthy habits

Hello!

It’s the week 2 of lockdown here, it was meant to be lifted tomorrow but it has been extended for another week. My routines are completely off, I’m not wasting enough energy throughout the day so when I’m going to bed I can’t just fall asleep as I usually do as soon as I put my head on the pillow, and I’m dreaming alot and I wake up exhausted.

A couple of weeks ago I went to have my blood test done, and it came back last week. My cholesterol was a bit high, not much, just need to make a few changes, but was also lacking in b12, Iron and Vitamin D and my immune system was a bit down.

As I went vegetarian for about 3 months, I really increased my saturated fat I think as I’m not the best to cook wholesome food without meat, so now I’ve started to incorporate meat again – only organic though, and will exclude dairy and unhealthy fats as much as possible instead.

These are now some of my favourite food staples.

I’ve been doing 30 minutes of HIIT workouts in the morning for a couple of days, and tries to spend 30 minutes in the sun too. It’s just really hard with the lockdown as well, I don’t leave the apartment unless I absolutely need too. I just really hope that it will be over next week.

Visa approved!!!

Today it happened. The news we have been waiting for, for like 6 months!! So happy and relieved, finally. It’s never as hard as to go around and just be waiting and not knowing if one can stay in the country or not.

So we celebrated with Korean BBQ. I haven’t been eating much meat and basically have been cutting it out of my diet completely lately so it was really delicious. That’s my cheat in life once in a while. As well as ice cream. Always ice-cream.

Walking brings me back to myself

Today I needed sun. And today was the perfect day for a bush / coastal walk. Re-connect. Recharge.

The calmness I feel around these surroundings. Around nature.

How grounded how feel when running my fingers through the seashells while listening to the waves.

I’m here.

I’m home.

someone just got older

About a week before I turned 29, I just had this overwhelming feeling of….getting older. I don’t mind getting older, I actually like it as I feel like every year I’m getting wiser and finding myself more. But when I was a teenager I got a septum piercing. I took the piercing out after not having it in for too long, but apparently I had it long enough because 15 years later it still hasn’t grown together. So when I noticed, I jumped into the car and drove to the closest tattoo studio 8:40 pm on a Friday night to purchase a septum ring. And suddenly, I just feel a bit more rebellious rather than getting-closer-to-30-wtf.

A little update…

Oh dear, where did the time go? It’s been a while since I checked in here. But life has been a little bit of a roller-coaster lately and so much has happened. I got a new job. Summer is here. It’s almost Christmas. The year is almost over. But I’m excited. I feel like life is getting better. Like I’m moving forward.

I feel excited. For a new year. For what life has in front of me. It’s a nice feeling. The feeling of going in the right direction.

Today I’m having a day off. I have been to the gym. Picked up the weeks groceries (and they even added chocolate for my pick-up order, it made me so happy. It’s like they know me from what I usually order and gave me the healthier option) and now I’m laying in the couch going through stuff for work. Yesterday we put up the few Christmas decorations we have. I said “if we don’t even try to celebrate Christmas here, we will never get used to it”. It’s weird to celebrate Christmas in the middle of summer, but we just need to change our mindset.

mitchell road antique & design centre

On Monday I went to one of my favorite places in Sydney. Maybe even in the world. I spent one and a half hour there just looking at all the different things they have, walking up and down the aisle, making sure I didn’t miss anything. I love walking around there and get lost in a time that once were. In any other shop I would get bored after a while but it is so much to see. All the weird salt & pepper shakes, the ash trays, different colored glasses, 70’s dresses, black and white photographs in golden frames, old mirrors, unique vases…

I saw these beautiful wooden clogs that are actually made in Sweden. And it was my size, 35, which is pretty uncommon to find. But I didn’t buy them and now I regret it. Maybe I go back next week to see if they’re still there.