All posts tagged: a little positivity

The Friday Fun: 24 June 2016

Let us have a referendum on the working week, shall we, and vote yes or yes to a weekend. Let us all, taking our time and considering all angles, decide whether it is right or very right to bid farewell to boredom and ceaseless adulting. Let us choose to Remain free and fettered not by the drab reality of the Employed Unhappy. Let us instead Exit the week, for it’s Friday, toe tappers, and here are a few things to help you get into it. 1.This, my new favourite, song by Anne Marie called Alarm. I swear I know nothing more about it, or her, save that I play it at least 7 times during my morning runs and it has powered me on to 2 PBs in a week. Also that it sounds like the musical love child of a Rihanna song and tequila-fuelled fight with your boyfriend. It’s best enjoyed played obnoxiously loud in your car.   2 and 3. This my second current favourite song called Phenomenal Woman off the recently released, …

The Friday Fun: 9 June 2016

Life is fleeting, and all good things are only good because they are temporary. Revel in the contrast, because sweet wouldn’t mean a thing without bitter. It’s Friday, star gazers, and here are few things to help you get into it.   1.This happy little piece from Women’s Running on the similarities between running marathons and writing books. It’s possibly only fun for me slightly niche fun but I think it’s a great read for anyone who likes running and writing and/or anyone looking to pick one or both of these things up. There’s a refreshing clarity in committing to a thing that’s more about effort than talent. All my life I’ve been obsessed with the having and not having of talent. It’s a crippling thing,  but since I decided to just put one foot in front of another, and write one word after another, without stunting myself with questions of ‘can i? should i? am i good enough? am i allowed to do this?‘ I’ve felt cleaner and calmer than a rockpool. Check out …

The Friday Fun: 3 June 2016

What is life without anticipation? A constant bob on a calm sea, so inured to ebb and flow that even a diving dolphin or a glittering rainbow seems like just another thing. We need the ups and downs, the nods and shakes, the grunts and groans of the week, if only so we can truly bask in the joy that is a weekend. What would Saturday mean without Monday? It would be just another day, after another day and we’d all be beige. So, my colour-sergeants, prepare to glow because today is Friday, and here are few things to help you get into it.   1. This not new but so pure-Friday of a Coldplay song , Adventure of a Lifetime. I don’t know what Mr ex-Gwyneth Paltrow was thinking calling that other dirge-like song with Beyonce Hymn for A Weekend . He definitely got his titles mixed up as that one is okay but this song is a praise-and-worship masterpiece for a sunny Friday afternoon, a boozy Saturday, a lazy  Sunday and all the …

Well, I’m Back.

Last week, before I came back to Lagos and real life, I was running along the canal near my house in England, and my feet hurt a little, but the sun was shining and the breath in my chest was steady, and there was a grey-haired man cleaning out his house boat while his shaggy dog sat patiently watching, and my music was a Drake song that had just come out and was inhabiting my head in the best possible way, and my sister was running along about a pace or two behind me. A few months before that I’d been told by a very clever doctor to prepare for life as a partially disabled person and there I was pounding along a path in the sunshine. Life is an up-and-down sort of thing that no-one can predict but this- this was the sort of thing you stand up in a church and sing about. This was the sort of thing you write a book about. This was my real life. Last year I almost …

The Friday Fun: 20 November 2015

I would never be so bold as to tell you what to love, but these things- a shared smile, a perfectly flipped omelette, the first restful night between newly laid bedsheets, the sated stillness after a bout of raucous laughter, the mumbled ‘hey’ from a sleep-warmed lover, the first hiss-crack of good alcohol being poured on ice cubes -are all good things, things you should like and cultivate as often as possible, but particularly when the twin terrors of weekdays and work hours abate. It’s the weekend, glow growers, and here are some other good things help you get into it. This song, Sorry, by Justin Beiber who has grown up so it’s totally okay to like his music- I checked with all the relevant authorities and you’re good, I promise. This tune is a banger and impossible to listen to without dancing. Here he is doing it live, chill-style, with the Roots. 2. This ridiculously perfect quote on commitment by Anne Morris:   The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating — in …

How To Be More Like: Adele

Firstly and foremostly, let us bow our heads and give thanks for Adele; for truly she is a gift, a true gift, unearned and ever giving, and lo we are blessed to receive her even in this hour of our  darkest need. Yea, though we forge onwards through roads littered with the rotting Azeleas of Igg and are drowned in copious Cyruses au Miley, we fear no gratuitous nudity, for Adele is with us. We are kept safe in the bosom of 19, 21 and 25, from whence our help comes and our succour flows- Hello, she comes from the other side to cleanse us and forever more refresh us, also. Amen. Secondly and aftmostly, I say unto thee that if thou, unworthy and tuneless, wish to become more like Adele, the She of Shes and Her of Hers (and of course you must wish this for who does not?) read these words of wisdom and be blessed. 1. Contour the hell out of your face. Adele’s natural cheekbones are probably pretty good, I guess, …

The Friday Fun: 14 August 2015

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to live, and a time to die. A time to watch Netflix in your pyjamas and a time to wear incredibly painful heels for no sensible reason. A time to do yoga whilst contemplating the infinite and a time to grind your bottom into the crotch of a reasonably attractive guy you’ve only just met. A time to catch up on your personal grooming and a time to forget the meaning of make-up. A time to drive a bit too fast down the highway and a time to kiss your partner until they laugh. A time to eat bad food and a time to drink good wine. A time to embrace your loved ones and a time to hang out with your glamorous frenemies. A time to hug small children and a time to fervently thank God you don’t have any yet. A time to appreciate morning quiet and a time to revel in evening frivolities. All things have …

The Friday Fun: 31 July 2015

Today I looked out of my window and saw a stray cat licking its paw. It didn’t matter to Cat that around him, there were cars jostling for space in a narrow road, street hawkers desperate to flog their wares of rapidly rotting fruit, security guards walking their respective beats on guard against danger, office workers in suits and ties pounding the pavement on the way from one meeting to another.  All Cat cared about was its paw, and licking it, so that’s what Cat did- lick, lick, lick, slowly and deliberately, with complete focus and utter indifference to the cares and demands of the world about it. There’s a lesson to be learned from Cat- that no matter how frantic and frenzied the world may be around you, it’s very important, nay absolutely crucial, to take a moment and concentrate on you.  Cat was saying, with each delicate pass of his tongue, “Humans- why not pause in your mad schemes and endless worries, pick a thing that nourishes you, and do it?” Now, it’s …