A personal achievement

As I said back last year I started a program called My Peak challenge and as I said it was the best thing I have ever done for myself. As a serial yoyo dieter I can not even fathom how much I have spent on ridiculous faddy programs, guaranteed to fail so you keep returning over and over spending money. Don’t get me wrong I lost weight with all of the “plans” but it never stayed off. MPC isn’t just about weight loss it is about a new you a healthier lifestyle that is maintainable, for me it’s given me such a positive outlook on food a sense of self-worth when I look in the mirror. The nutrition books help me to make healthier choices without being a slave to a certain way of eating. I get monthly training programs that have challenged me to my core, sweat pouring, taking every last bit of will and determination I have. It has given so much more confidence in my physical abilities. Last year as my personal physical challenge I decided to climb Ireland’s highest peak Carrauntoohil . I still look back at photos and think my god what in the hell was I thinking. A roller coaster of emotions in one day, there were times I was terrified (the devils ladder scared the hell out of me), times when I could go any further but the absolute euphoric feeling when I made it to the very top was amazing. The view was total shite thanks to the Irish weather but the sense of achievement hasn’t left me.  Before, I was a self-confessed lazy b**ch, now when we travel places and I see scenery I think to myself “I wonder how quick I could climb that”.


This is my 2nd year as a “peaker” not sure if there are any more mountain climbs in my future this year. Maybe in personal challenges, however my main physical challenge is to lift some heavier weights. I am a member of the #Lift2beatbloodcancer2018 challenge and I’m enjoying every painful muscle aching minute.


Today was an achievement, I did front squats with a 20kg barbel, not much to some but to me it’s huge!! This brings me on to the best part about MPC……..The friendships and support, the private group where you can bear your soul and nobody judges because they get it, they know and they’re going through it too.  The friends I have made all over the world, the global aspect of the program ensures that there is constant 24hr support due to time zones, you’re never alone. Feeling comfortable in the company of people you have never met before. Last summer I met up with a bunch of amazing ladies from The England Peaker group. What a fantastic day, we walked Sea walls in Bristol and then hit the pub to get hydrated. Some of these women, have fought the fight against cancer, watched their children do the same, have physical disabilities but they keep going and our a true inspiration to me. No excuses, no putting off until tomorrow, just getting the job done!! A massive point about MPC is that have of the membership fee goes to Bloodwise  a charity dedicated to raising money and finding a cure for blood cancers. Helping yourself was helping others, last year MPC raising a whopping $1,002, 419,00. How can that be a bad thing?

Mostly for me I want to be a positive influence for my children, let them see me making the right choices, getting outdoors, being active and being healthy. I don’t know If thats what they see? Or do the think, my god she’s more bat shit crazy than we first imagined!! One can only hope!



It’s untitled as I just don’t know what to call this post. I’ve been coming back and forth to the mac all day, staring, deciding whether I should start the blog again. I’ve actually had this blog for 7 years now. Ok, the name and content has changed a little but we’re still here. I started it to get me through a difficult time…. Postnatal depression. Now I feel I need it as a crutch again, only a small bit, I’m not down in the pits yet.

So my last post was over the summer of 2017, we’d just decided to stay put, here in Dubai. The children had started a new school and me a new job. Children are still at said school, very happy and settled, I enjoyed my time there, however I resigned, last week. The thing about working all day with other people’s children is that you’ve no time, compassion or energy left for your own. They’re young and helpless for such a short time, I didn’t want to spend that time resenting them because I was exhausted. EPD traveling has gone from nothing to something almost every week and it was all taking its toll. I know how fortunate I am to be in this position to be able to give up work. However this position has its down falls, no family around, to fall back on for support is the biggest one for me.

Anyhoo it’s not all doom and gloom, I joined an amazing fitness program call MyPeakChallange which has found me the most amazing friends from all over the world, ones that I know I will cherish forever. It’s changed my mindset and I have a far more positive relationship with myself because of this program.  No doubt you will get to hear more about it!!

In just under 3 weeks we embark on a fantastic family holiday to Sydney Australia. I can not wait to blog all about adventures. I’m not sure whether there are any followers left out there, I’m sure I can bride some new friends to follow, whats a few glasses of prosecco going to cost me?



Quality time

If I’m honest, I really struggle being a working Mammy. I’ve been back at work almost a year and I can’t seem to find my balance. I feel like most of the time I’m chasing my tail and charging around like a complete lunatic. Expat Daddy works long hard hours with conference call at ridiculous O’clock too. So weekends tend to be chilled out in this house. With the weather cooling in Dubai there’s less pressure to be “busy” every weekend. We are able to use the garden and the pool and it’s  a lot less expensive.

This weekend, Friday was a bit of a write off, we crashed at home and I think most of us stayed in our Pj’s until we went for a swim in the late afternoon sun. We built Lego, played games and Daddy and I took turns to snooze on the couch, while the kids watched Pokémon and Barbie life in the dream house! Bad parents? Maybe we are Maybe we’re not, but we needed it.

Saturday was a different story, Miss C had a birthday party at Splash n Party so we took LPV along too and that had a great morning, doing what they love the most and that’s playing in the water, oh and eating cake!

A previous conversation that morning had gone a little like this……………..EPD: Do you want to go to the golf? Me: Umm………NO, EPD: Ok I’ll take LPV!

So off they both went to the DP World tour LPV had great fun with his Daddy and got to work on his swing


While the boys were golfing Miss C and I went for a pamper, a while ago I had promised her I would get her nails painted. Although I draw the line at this one time and there will certainly be NO make up from Santa!! So your first mani/pedi should be done in style so we skipped on down to The Hello Kitty Spa in Town Centre Jumeirah. Now anyone who knows me, knows I hate this bloody cat as much as I hate Peppa Pig, however you’ve got to take one for the team as a Mammy. She was so excited and her little face lit up like a christmas tree when we arrived. She put on her special robe I had a matching one too and chose her colours.










The ladies in the Spa made such a fuss over her, she had her feet soaked and a “lovely masfarge” her words, not mine! Sat there like princess and ordered herself a chocolate Hello Kitty cupcake, although she did ask me if I wanted a coffee too. It’s hard to believe that my baby has grown up so much. She a proper wee lady now, with a total grown up attitude sometimes. The whole afternoon was just perfect and I will cherish it, as most of the time I feel stressed when I’m Sunday to Thursday Mammy. However, they both got to spend some time with the parents that we both strive to be all the time. Hope they both remember we’re not that bad really.