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Yoga is amazing for flexibility. It’s one of the other reasons I do it (want to do it).

Uh I guess I do! nice catch. Can you tell I was half asleep still?

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That’s what I like about yoga. It isn’t just about the fitness aspect. I’m trying to improve my physical and mental health (I’ll be posting on that later when I can make some time) and yoga is a great way to combine them for me. It just fits with me. Because I’m doing it all at home, i get the time to explore and push with hurting. I’ll look to going to a class later. When I’m more confident! I know what you mean about the hypocracy though. I find the diversity of yoga is great but can also be its downfall. It has become very westernised, I suppose.

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Uh what now? How is that possible @hirondelle I will admit you aren’t the only one. My mum doesn’t like him. However she did admit his narration is pretty awesome.

@Aliea I might love you. Sherlock

My main goal isn't a weight target. I'm actually technically underweight, by a few kilos. I currently weigh 47kgs (about 105 lbs I think) but it's actually under the weight I should be (I get nagged A LOT by a friend who accused me of being anorexic - apparently we have an honest friendship...). However, despite being underweight, I struggle to put weight on. I don't eat the most healthy diet, but neither do I stuff my face. I try to make sensible choices, so I cut out soft drinks and gummy sweets (I don't miss Haribo as much as I could). I stopped putting sugar in hot drinks. Mostly for my teeth. But, I generally get accused of just being lucky - which I recognise, but putting weight ON can sometimes be a struggle, too. Add to that an unhealthy psychological relationship with health and food and a hiatus hernia that requires me to take daily medication to prevent heartburn, and I'm a bundle of fun So my main goal is this: be healthy and enjoy it. This includes diet and exercise. I have never been a great lover of sport (I avoided cross country like the plague), but I LOVE yoga. And horse riding, but that requires a lot more planning, money and time. I want to do it every day, even just a sun salutation or quick series of poses, but find that I haven't been. I fell out of practice. Diet-wise, I agree with @fox. Small changes are the best. I swapped fried eggs for poached eggs, fried bacon for baked bacon, to let me have bacon, egg and chips (sweet potato fries) and not feel so guilty. It's not great, but it's a bit better. I swapped crisps for popcorn, or fruit and nuts. I swapped tea with milk for herbal tea (matcha green tea - where have you been all my life?). I also started drinking water infused with lemon and ginger. My immune system is ridiculously awesome now (touch wood!)

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I was using Fancy, then got annoyed because font colours weren't working out properly. But that's not the end of the world. I'm now onto the Lake. I like the darkness and simplicity.

Imagine stumbling through a fog so thick, you’re not sure which way is up and which is down. The concept of direction left you a few miles back there, and the theory of time fled, well, forever ago. You’re sure you should be hungry or thirsty. You’re sure you will need to sleep soon. Lost, slightly confused and wondering where that road vanished to, you keep putting one foot in front of the other, until… Out of the fog, as quickly as the shroud enveloped you, comes a burning orange glimmer. So faint, at first, you think you’re imagining it. Then it becomes stronger and you quicken your pace, afraid and intrigued in equal measure. It must be a light, a lamp, a fire, some sign of civilisation. Each step brings you closer, until you’re standing underneath a single, glowing lamp. Black and old-fashioned, you gaze at it in wonderment. It stands atop a wooden pole and hanging from the pole is a wrought-iron frame. In the frame, a wooden sign. In beautiful script, in your own language, you realise, the words: The Timeless Inn. Relief floods through you. An Inn! In this forsaken place. Thoughts of crackling fires, hot pies and cold drinks fill your mind. Soft beds, warm blankets, and you wouldn’t even mind some bugs with that. You plough ahead, and more lamps appear and, suddenly, so does the Inn. Larger than you had expected, it rises like a ship from the land. You stare at it, surprised you found such a large Inn in the middle of apparently Nowhere. As you stare, you think you see parts of it changing, but surely not. A moment ago, that window was small covered in smoky glass, but now it is large and crystal clear. The wooden beams that criss-crossed that section to the right now seem to have bricks amongst them. And that piece over there, is that a metal support? No, now it looks like another wooden beam. The strange, changing nature of the Inn doesn’t deter you. The front door doesn’t change – it remains solid oak, wrought-iron rivets holding ornate hinges in place. A door knocker, a beast of uncertain origin and nature, stands proud in the centre. Unsure whether you should knock, such is the grandiose nature of the knocker, you pause before it, hand raised. Then the door quietly unlatches and nudges open. Warmth and light and promises flood out into the fog, not dispersing it, but enhancing the thickness of it. Suddenly, the fingers of cold fog are too much and you step inside, pushing the door gently. The room inside is expansive and yet cosy, exactly what you were looking for. Two giant fires burn steadily on either side, surrounded by comfortable winged arm chairs, wooden benches and tables and stools. It smells of wood varnish, apples, old leather and firewood. You take it all in, soaking in the gentle warmth and relaxation of the Inn. Then, you notice who you assume to be the Innkeeper, standing behind a large bar that runs the width of the room, almost. The Innkeeper is looking directly at you, hands set wide on the bar, a wide and welcoming grin on her face. "Welcome to the Timeless Inn. My name is Thorn. Please, do come in. Make yourself at home..."

The Timeless Inn exists in no place and in no time. Hence, the Inn can change to whatever suits you – within reason, of course. Let’s not get silly. As this is a totally flexible RP, there are no formal rules, no formal character-building sheets or races, or weapons or times or settings. As such, it’s great if you want to test out a new character you’ve built for another game, or if you’re new to RPing and want to give it a shot, try this out before leaping into a formal game. There is no plotline, no formal gameplay. You can dip in and dip out as you please. All are welcome. Note on rules: be polite, be respectful and standard RP rules apply, mainly that you can’t control other characters. The Inn itself is the main structure. A large common area, a large bar, kitchens, pantries, etc. There are rooms upstairs, fit for any traveller and need. There are stables at the back, fit for any beast or steed, and grazing/eating areas for such creatures. Surrounding the Inn, there is whatever you need. Sea, land, woods, mountains, rivers, anything. As the Inn exists in no place, it can be any place, and any time. As such, it is not advisable to go wandering away from the Inn - unless, of course, you seek the Unknown.

Thank you! We had a bucket load of cakes. It was incredible.

Myself and several work colleagues held a cake sale yesterday and raised over £400 in aid of Macmillan Cancer Support charity, who do a lot of work with sufferers but also with families of cancer sufferers. We had an absolutely awesome time doing it and fleecing people with all their spare cash, but it is so nice to do it all for an amazing cause. I wanted to break £400 this year, and didn't think we had. But we counted today and smashed it. So chuffed!

Melas! I’ll get her ass in here.

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I recorded it on sky but haven’t gotten around to watching it yet. Thanks for the recommendation.

Seriously? That’s excellent!

@Timberwolf me too! And, good god, the amount I’ve gone through. In a way, audio books can be better than reading books because the narrators can be so good and bring extra life to it. For example, the Angelmaker, Nick Harkaway, comes to life when narrated in a way the book doesn’t. Some narrators are awful though. Some of the best audio books though? Harry Potter narrated by Stephen Fry. Oh god yes.

I’m reading the final book in a trilogy based on Ireland (my spiritual home and family roots), by Juliet Marilier. Does this include Audible books? If so, I’m also listening to The Passage, first book in a trilogy I started reading a few years back. This book completely ruined other books for me - I can no longer read substandard books. This one showed me what great writing can be like! I loved it. Now the final book is out, I’m re reading the first two but struggling to read, so Audible is the best thing ever.

Alright alright, ha ha! I had no idea it was in such demand. I’ll write the start up post tonight.

@fox yay! Write write write! *hugs* misses your writing.

Has definitely surpassed me in posts!