Tuesday, February 12, 2013
I'm not sure how widely Pancake Day is celebrated - certainly not here in Belgium. Last weekend saw the local carnivals take place, we missed them due to my daughter's illness but I caught a couple of floats making their way home .....
Not exactly Rio, but fun nevertheless!
Today is what we Brits call Shrove Tuesday, or Pancake Day. Shrove comes from the old word "shrive", meaning to confess. Traditionally, the Shriving Bell was rung to call parishioners to church to confess their sins in preparation for Ash Wednesday and the start of Lent. Pancakes were made to use up the eggs, fat, sugar and butter that were prohibited to be eaten during Lent. Pancake Day is still upheld right across the UK and there will be much tossing going on today!
In some places, Pancake Racing is still very much part of the festivities. These races are said to have originated when a housewife, on hearing the Shriving Bell whilst she was cooking her pancakes, immediately raced to the church, frying pan still in hand. Nowadays, races are held around the streets. Competitors must wear an apron and headscarf and toss a pancake whilst running to the finish line. All good fun!
(photo borrowed from a London tourism advert)
So now you know a little about another quirky British tradition!
Sunday, February 10, 2013
It's been quite a week. I had a call from my daughter's basketball coach last weekend, whilst she was away for a tournament in Luxembourg, to say she wasn't feeling too well. By the time she got home on Saturday evening she was quite poorly. For many years now she has suffered from Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome. We thought she had grown out of it as she hadn't had an attack for over 3 years, but no, it had hit again with a vengeance.
Long story short - she ended up in hospital for a few days whilst they tried to stop the nausea and get some fluids into her body. Once she got the care she needed, she recovered very quickly and is now home again as if nothing had happened.
I, meanwhile, have managed to put on 4 lbs this week, which disappoints me. I know exactly what went wrong. I am a comfort eater - the first sign of stress and I reach for the chocolate. It's more than a craving - I physically feel hungry, with proper tummy rumbles and all! Factor in that I was trying to eat from a hospital cafeteria menu combined with what they'd got in the gift shop, no tracking, no chance to exercise, very little water and poor sleep and it's no surprise the weight crept on. I'm sure that I could have made better choices but I had other things on my mind.
SO.... back to basics this week. It will be a challenge. We were supposed to be on the ferry to England last Friday evening for the midterm break which obviously didn't happen, but I have managed to change the booking to Tuesday evening. So we will be staying with my parents for a few days. My mum is a feeder - and she will see Amy's hospital stay as the perfect excuse to "build us up". But it will be manageable and I can get out for some good walks. My sister is a runner and has already mentioned us going out for a wee joglet together. And Lent begins on Wednesday, which will be an extra source of motivation to stay off the sugar.
Saturday, February 02, 2013
Time to get back to it. I have bunkered down for the month of January, I'm not a fan of being cold at the best of times - and the dark, wet days of January certainly don't constitute the best of times in my book. But enough is enough. Time to throw off the blanket, switch off the daytime tv, give away the last of the Christmas treats and start living again.
This morning I went for a 5K jog. Looking out of the front door, it was grey and windy and I began imagining how muddy and unpleasant the trails would be after all the rain of the last week, and I very nearly didn't bother going. But I pushed myself out anyway and I'm pleased I did. It didn't seem quite so grey once I was out in it. The birds were singing, the goats were scampering and the first buds of spring were appearing on the trees. I returned home feeling invigorated and slightly proud that I'd done it. A quick bike ride to the shops (4 mile round trip) and my legs are feeling satisfactorily weary, if there is such an expression! This afternoon I'm baking some snacks for a Salsa Party we're going to tonight - sounds fun! - then watching the kick off of the 6 Nations rugby on the TV.
I'm back tracking food, with a goal of 6lbs to lose this month. I have a good feeling about February!
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