Sunday, July 31, 2011

a successful experiment



I saw on something on Pinterest the other day - how someone had made brownies merely from a Betty Crocker mix and a can of black beans.  A lover of unorthodox mixtures from way back, I was intrigued and managed to remember to include both of these items in my weekly grocery shop to give these blackbean brownies a go!

It's so simple it's not even a recipe!  Take a box of brownie mix, and a can/vac pack of black beans in water. Drain and rinse the black beans, then put back in the can and fill the can with water.  Put the water and beans in a food processor or blender until smooth, then mix together with the brownie mix.  Bake according to the packet instructions, let them cool and then dig in!



I couldn't taste the beans at all - it's just a nice, fudgy, squidgy brownie.  Just the way I like them!  Tom said the chocolate flavour was "spot on"!  High praise from a man whose favourite flavour is chocolate.

I would perhaps bake them a bit longer - the packet said 25 minutes and the skewer came out clean, so I took them out.  But on reflection I'd probably give them another 5 or 10 minutes.

Let me know if you try them :)


Edited: If you undercook them slightly, like I did, put them in the fridge! They take on a very moreish fudge texture!

And also, black beans don't look like the easiest thing to find in Australia - see my reply in the comments for suggestions on where you might source them :)

mock duck noodle bowl


Have you ever tried mock duck?!  It's one of our favourite treats from Chinatown.  On my recent trip there I saw cans of "vegetarian chop suey", "vegetarian pork ribs" (?!) and "vegetarian chicken"!  We may try them at  some point depending how brave we are!  I enjoy the mock meat things every now and then just for something different.  There's a wonderful vegetarian cafe in Hobart called Shu Yuan that does a wonderful mock duck, if you're around that way :)

 This noodle bowl is one of my favourite ways with mock duck!

Mock duck noodle bowl
Inspired by The PPK

1 10 oz can mock duck (or equivalent amount homemade seitan)
8 oz vermicelli  rice noodles (I used 2 bundles of Taiwan noodles in a pack of 5, to serve 2)

Marinade:
1 chopped onion
1 clove garlic
2 tablespoons sweet chilli sauce
1 tablespoon soy sauce
1 tablespoon sesame oil
2 tablespoons minced lemon grass (from a jar)
Juice of one lime

Broth:
1 tablespoon sesame oil
2 inch nub ginger, thinly sliced
3 cloves garlic, crushed
1 large onion or leek, roughly chopped
3 tablespoons minced lemongrass
4 cups vegetable stock
6 cups water
Juice of one lime

To serve:
Sweet chilli sauce
Thinly sliced red pepper
Beansprouts
Lots of fresh mint
Lots of fresh coriander
Lime wedges

First prepare the marinade. Toss everything into a container you can seal with a lid.  Then drain the mock duck (reserving the liquid), place in the container, put on the lid, shake gently to coat and leave for an hour to marinate, shaking a few times to keep everything nicely coated.

Now prepare the broth.

Preheat a stock pot over medium heat. Add the onion, garlic and ginger and saute for about 5 minutes. Add the lemongrass, stock, reserved mock duck liquid and water. Cover and bring to a boil. Once boiling, lower to a simmer for about 30 more minutes, or until everything else is done.

Now prepare the mock duck.

Preheat the oven to 220 C, and place the mock duck on a foil lined tray.  Bake in the oven for about 15-20 minutes until the duck pieces are looking crispy and brown.  You can add the marinade to the broth if you like (it's yummy!)

Add the noodles to the simmering broth until cooked.  Taste broth and add more sweet chilli sauce, soy sauce or lime juice if it needs it.

Prepare bowls:
Place some noodles and broth in a large bowl. Mix in some fresh herbs, beansprouts, red pepper and chilli sauce. Top with crispy mock duck. Serve with a fork or chopstick and a large spoon.

And have a napkin handy to wipe your cheeks that will inevitably be smacked with noodles! :)

apple, cinnamon & maple syrup rice pudding

I have a backlog of recipe posts that I'm finally getting around to :) 



Nigel Slater calls this pudding "as comforting as an old teddy bear."  Awww.  How could I resist this pudding with a description like that?

Lovely to follow a Sunday roast with, or as a pseudo-breakfast if you're carb loading for a long run!

Apple, cinnamon & maple syrup rice pudding
Inspired by Nigel Slater's recipe in Tender II: Fruit


150g pudding rice
500ml water
500ml oat milk (or any milk you fancy - obviously if you use full cream milk it will be creamier!)
As much ground cinnamon as you like
A large apple (you could use 2 if you want lots of apple)
3 tablespoons caster sugar (could leave this out if you like)
Maple syrup, to serve
Greek yoghurt or creme fraiche, to serve (optional)

Put the rice in a small pan and cover with the water.  Bring to the boil, and then reduce the heat and simmer until the water has almost entirely evaporated.  You will need to watch it so it doesn't dry out and burn!

Pour in the milk, bring back to the boil, then turn down the heat again and cover and simmer for about fifteen minutes, returning regularly to stir it.  It should be very creamy and the rice cooked through.  Stir in the cinnamon.  Grate the apple, then stir it into the rice, together with the sugar.  Leave for about five minutes.  Serve, pouring maple syrup over the top, and a dollop of Greek yoghurt or creme fraiche if you like.

Friday, July 29, 2011

a podcast!

Me fixing myself at the Masterclass! Original photo by Arvind Devalia


Hi guys - I've turned the video from the other day into a podcast, just to give you the option if you would rather not see me playing with my nose and my hair :P


Download

I hope you enjoy it.  Rest assured there will be more, one is in production as we speak!  I've taken all your suggestions from earlier and plan to deliver big time :D

Have a happy weekend xx

Thursday, July 28, 2011

maple and walnut bread


Maple walnut bread served with a sharp goat cheese

I love making my own home made bread.  There is nothing like it.  I love waking up in the morning, knowing that the bread maker has been working its magic all night and there's a fresh, warm, golden loaf waiting for me to slice into.

What are your favourite things to have on bread?  I like:

- Cheese (duh)
- Jam
- Jam and cheese.  Gross, I originally thought.  My mum used to have it when I was little and I thought it looked disgusting. But then I recently had Laughing Cow and some sour cherry jam together on fresh bread and I have new respect for my mother.  The woman is a genius.
- Olive oil and balsamic vinegar
- Butter.  Every now and then ;) [tends to be in fancy restaurants!]
- Chutney
- Honey
- Avocado, salt, pepper and lemon juice
- Grilled slices of haloumi.  Oh sorry, that's cheese, isn't it? I already said cheese ;)
- Baked beans.  Hot.  Not cold.

The bread I make the most is a lovely 9 grain and seed mix I get from Sainsbury's, and I usually add a bit of ground flaxseed in for good measure.  But I do love mixing it up every now and then.  I made a chilli, roasted pepper, spinach and cheese bread a few weeks back (delish!); I was well into a sourdough craze at the start of the summer (recipe coming soon!); and on the weekend I made maple and walnut bread to go with some fresh goat cheese I'd bought from the cheesemonger up the road.  I was inspired after reading Nigel Slater's (my favourite cookery writer) latest book, Tender II: Fruit, which is an absolute work of art.  His recipe had raisins and black treacle in it, I substituted maple syrup (maple and walnuts go well together in ice cream so I thought why not?) and the result was a gorgeous bread that only had a hint of sweetness, it was a very tasty, savoury bread with a lovely soft crumb, studded with crunchy walnuts.  Even Tom, who claims to not like walnuts or maple syrup that much, broke giant pieces off the warm loaf as it cooled :)

Maple and walnut bread
Inspired by Nigel Slater

The perfect Sunday lunch - a loaf of this bread, one or two gorgeous cheeses, and a ripe apple or pear.  Last meal material, definitely.

250g strong wholemeal bread flour
250g strong white bread flour
1 sachet dried yeast
2 tablespoons maple syrup (the proper Canadian stuff!)
A generous pinch of salt
350ml warm water
100g walnut pieces

I didn't put raisins in because Tom doesn't like them, but you could add 250g of them (or any dried fruit you like).

Now, I have a breadmaker, so I just put everything in there, hit "dough" and walk off like the lazy cow that I am :)

If you don't have a breadmaker,  then put the flours in a large bowl, add the yeast, maple syrup and salt, then mix in the water with a wooden spoon (or you can put it in a food mixer and use a beater attachment).  Keep mixing until it is all smooth.  Turn the dough out on to a floured surface and knead it for a few minutes until it feels springy, and not too sticky.  Flour (or cooking spray) the bowl and add the kneaded dough to it.  Cover with clingfilm or a cloth and leave in a warm place for 45 minutes - 1 hour.  By that time it should be doubled in size.  Turn the dough out and press the walnuts (and dried fruit if using) into it, kneading it all in as you go.   Put the dough in a tin of your choice (I shaped mine into a circle and put on to a large baking tray).  Nigel Slater then recommends you leave it for another hour.  I suppose you've guessed that I did not :)

Preheat the oven to 220 C.  When the oven is hot, put the loaf in and bake for about 25 minutes until golden brown and the loaf sounds hollow when tapped on the bottom.  Leave it to cool for a while and then serve your favourite way.  It will be a little soft when it's fresh - it is probably best a day later, or once it is completely cold.  Also wonderful to use for cheese on toast/Welsh rabbit when it's a few days old.

God help me if I ever develop a gluten intolerance.

I would have taken better pictures if I'd known I was going to do a blog post about it.  Ha ha.

What's your favourite bread?  What's your favourite thing to have on top?
Sorry, but I'm a long distance runner.  If you want low carbs, you're in the wrong place ;) 

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

skinny latte TV or; saying yes

How much of me can you all handle?!

In April, in fact when I was still hobbling around a little from the marathon (!), I was invited by TOTAL Greek Yoghurt to be a guest speaker at their Healthy Living Masterclass in the centre of London.  The edited video is now up in all its glory!  I thought you might like to have a look :)



I was so nervous!!  I'm ok when I'm acting and have lines I've learned off by heart, but when I'm just talking off the top of my head about me and my life, the nerves and self doubt fairies start crawling all over me.  But once I got over myself I had so much fun!  Everyone was so kind and welcoming!  I wished I could have stayed for the cooking class in the afternoon, it looked amazing.  The tiramisu especially :)

Sometimes I have to pinch myself, that this is my life, and that I have done things I never thought I could do, that I have become someone I never thought I could be.  Even in the initial aftermath of getting to goal, those last few months in Melbourne, I don't think I had ever felt so scarred and so lonely.  I didn't know if I truly had the courage to leave the past behind and start the life I knew was waiting for me, but somehow I knew I had to find it from somewhere.  Otherwise, who knows where I might be right now.  That video you've just watched would be of someone else.

And think of all the joys I would have missed out on in the meantime.  The drives into burnished sunsets in New Mexico; the high altitude hike in the Rocky Mountains; hearing the haka passionately chanted in a full bar in Auckland; being moved to tears by the exquisiteness of the acting in The Yellow Wallpaper; watching my friend's baby daughter's face wrinkle with joy as a soft rain fell on her while we picnicked; a midnight motorbike ride through Central Park; the savoury taste of vegetarian haggis in a damp, drizzly Edinburgh alleyway; getting my navel pierced on one of the hottest days on record in Sydney; that wonderful unexpected night in Notting Hill four years ago; eating chocolate pudding at one am with my Swedish viola playing housemate; being proposed to on a bridge in the pouring rain; my beautiful wedding, nearly a year ago now; that week in Inverness when I knew without a doubt what my destiny was; white Christmases; the marathon; the black pepper crab in Singapore; watching a sunset on the beach in Goa; drinking spicy chai at a street stall in Bombay; making a wish on top of Mt Wellington in Hobart.

As well as the joys, there have been the sadnesses, the aches; the homesickness; the frustration of learning the intricate systems of daily life in a new country; the borders you still cannot cross;  the years that pass where you still haven't taken that leap of faith you know you need to take; the pain of knowing that a few moments you should have seized are well and truly gone; the sadness of letting go; feeling a little heartbroken at the things you miss out on but feeling like you can't complain because this is the life you chose; the needing and learning to trust again after your heart has finally started to mend; the moment where you choose your future over your past.

I'm not sure who might have said it first, but I'll say it again now: give it to me all again.  Exactly the same.

Even though things haven't always worked out as I've planned, I've never once regretted saying "yes" to life.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

turn and face the strain

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Hey guys, how are you all going?

Things are going to be changing around here.  The finer details of it are still being worked out, but I want you all to still enjoy coming here and find something relevant, fun or interesting that will help you or inspire you.  I've been doing lots of thinking lately and basically I've realised that I have a lot more to offer than what I'm currently doing on here.  This change has been in the pipeline for a long time, and there are lots of wonderful people helping me, but now I'd like your help, if I may.

I'd be honoured if you'd answer the following questions:

1.  Why do you read this blog?

2.  What do you think is the most important thing I can help people with?

Please leave your thoughts in the comments.  Thanks so much, I look forward to reading what you have to say :)

Friday, July 22, 2011

temple soup




Temple, as in my body is a.

I don't know about you guys but it has just been one of those weeksOne of those weeks where you're busy but unmotivated at the same time; where you're too tired to cook and just grab whatever's on hand; where you're too frazzled to think beyond the next day let alone all the other things you've got to do between now and Christmas; and where you become a hermit because of the unpredictable torrential rain that keeps appearing out of nowhere!

So last night I made this soup, a delicious, tangy, noodle soup that took all of 15 minutes to make, and we could feel it doing us good as we slurped it up, noodles slapping us on the cheeks as we did.  It's perfect food for when it's muggy and your clothes are sticky, but the rain won't stop pouring.  It's also a wonderful remedy when you need to restore some balance to your temple.

Other ways I'm trying to restore balance this weekend:
  • Get some fresh air.  I've been trapped inside too much this week
  • Stock the freezer with a big chunky minestrone soup or a lentil walnut lasagne or something else delicious that will freeze and mean we can have a quick easy dinner on nights when it's just too hard and it's too cold for salad
  • Change the sheets that have seen too much tossing and turning this week and iron the new ones with lavender water.  
  • Make some serious headway on the third and final part of my novel
  • Spend some quality time with hubby (I think he wants to see the last Harry Potter!)
  • Pick some flowers and tidy my rain-ravaged garden
  • Call my mum.
Anyhoo, here's temple soup!  More an idea than a recipe, mix and match to suit yourself and remember it's all about ease, good flavour and restoring the balance!



Temple soup

Ingredients:

Sesame oil (I like the flavour)/olive oil/cooking spray
1 leek, thinly sliced
Large piece of fresh ginger, grated or cut finely
200g firm tofu (or 1 small can flavoured beancurd, like what I found in Chinatown)
1 large courgette (zucchini), grated
1 large carrot, grated
1 red pepper, cut into strips
1 can baby corn, drained and chopped
2 tablespoons miso paste
500ml boiling water
2 tablespoons vegetable stock powder (Marigold)
1 pack of your favourite noodles (I got a packet of Taiwan noodles, which were dried but still so soft, they felt like they were fresh)
Soy sauce, to taste
Sweet chilli sauce, to taste
Fresh lime juice, to squeeze over
To serve: chopped spring onions, fresh coriander, bean sprouts, Sriracha hot sauce

Put the kettle on.  Place your oil or cooking spray in a heavy stockpot and place over medium heat.  When hot, add leeks and ginger, saute for a few minutes until soft and fragrant; add water if it sticks.

Add the tofu and vegetables, saute for a minute or so, then add miso paste, boiling water and stock powder.  Bring to the boil, add the noodles, soy and sweet chilli sauce.  Stir well.  Boil until the noodles are cooked; about 3 minutes.  Taste the broth and see if it needs anything: more soy, sweet chilli, stock.

Ladle into bowls and squeeze over fresh lime, drizzle some hot chilli sauce over and feel it doing you good as you breathe in the fresh zing of flavours, slurp up those noodles, watch a trashy movie, and feel yourself calm and slow down, even if it's just for now.



PS: Overnight, our lunch portions solidified as the noodles soaked up all the broth, so you can either add some more boiling water to them to make it a soup again OR do as I did and add some kale and then reheat like a stifry.  Yummo.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

tuesday treasures


This recipe book belonged to my Nan.  She had many, many cookbooks, as my mother does, and as I now do.  But I didn't have this one.

My mum brought it over to the UK last year when she and Dad came over for the wedding.  I had originally wanted the Beautiful Biscuits one, but someone else got that one of Nan's....Mum ended up giving me her copy for my birthday this year...but this one, Mum told me, was one of Nan's favourites.  She was very fond of sweet things and as I flicked through the pages I recognised many of her much loved signature desserts and cakes.  Nan had a sweet tooth, no doubt about it.  Perhaps it's where my own appreciation for desserts comes from.

As I turned page after page, suddenly a faded, lined piece of notepaper fell out from between them.  It was her handwriting.

This is Nan's recipe for Anzac biscuits, a much loved childhood favourite of mine.  I love them slightly undercooked and chewy.  Probably because I loved eating the leftover mixture whenever Nan or Mum used to make them.  

I only have a few keepsakes of Nan - a bangle she bought me when I was twelve; a tiny jewellery box that belonged to her; photographs; birthday cards she sent me in the last few years of her life.  But now I have this too and it's as precious to me as anything else could be.  It reminds me of the woman she was and how she kept us well supplied with her homemade cakes and biscuits all throughout our school years, and our birthday cakes were always entrusted to her, and rightly so, they were usually masterpieces with only a few crumbs left to tell the tale.   

I always loved her handwriting too; ornate copperplate handwriting that no one does any more.  It was a dying art even when I was learning to write, the best part of thirty years ago.

Always, when I think of my grandmother, I think of her floral perfume; the smell of freshly pressed clothes; steaming mugs of black tea; and a slice or two of a freshly baked sweet old fashioned favourite.

What's your Tuesday Treasure this week?











PS: And here's the Anzac biscuit recipe :)

1 cup rolled oats
1/2 cup self raising flour
1/2 cup plain flour
3/4 cup coconut
3/4 cup sugar (brown, raw or white)
1/2 teaspoon bicarb soda
2 tablespoons boiling water
125g butter, melted
2 tablespoons golden syrup

Mix all dry ingredients. Dissolve bicarb soda in boiling water and add to melted butter and golden syrup. Add to dry ingredients and mix well. Place in teaspoonfuls on a greased tray or press into a greased tin and cut into squares while still hot. Bake in a moderately slow oven (160 C, 325 F) for 15 minutes.

For "nutties", Nan suggested adding 30g crushed nuts to the mixture. For oatmeal raisin cookies, add 30g sultanas or raisins. For muesli biscuits, omit the oats and add 1 cup muesli. She wrote "delicious" at the end, but spelled it "delecious" :) Oh, I miss her.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

an oil change: review of chemical MOT with Move Three Sixty


A few weeks ago, I mentioned that I was going along to the lovely folks at Move Three Sixty for what they dubbed a "chemical MOT", which is the human equivalent of a car service.  My current physical and nutritional state was given a going over by the experts, to see whether I was in need of some major repair works, or whether things were ticking over but my roadworthiness could possibly be improved :)

I really enjoyed my few hours with Hannah and Claud - I think I could have happily stayed all evening chatting to them.  They were both very friendly and passionate people, and I felt very much that they were my kind of people, if you know what I mean.  I really enjoy meeting people who are enthusiastic, who clearly know their stuff and want to share their knowledge to help others.

First up was the physical MOT.  I was asked to change into gym clothes, which I'd brought with me, and then Claud spent the next hour and a half giving me a biomechanical assessment.  I was examined from every angle!

It really hammered home for me how we are all different especially when it comes to how our bodies are physically structured.  There is no one size fits all approach to anything, especially when it comes to exercise.  We may actually be doing an exercise incorrectly for the way our body is structured (the way our hips move for example) and this may lead to an injury further down the track.

I gave a thorough history of my physical activities (or lack of them, as was the case in the first half of last decade!) and was pleased to note that the marathon training had indeed made me stronger and not given me any permanent physical scars.  The assessment was really very simple - no physical fitness tests like I was expecting.  I was just asked to stand in a relaxed position, move arms, legs or head when directed.  I also did a few movements from lying flat on my stomach, and Claud noted which muscles I used first to get myself up (ie: which were the stronger and the weaker).  Claud concluded that my left hip is higher than my right, as is my left shoulder.  This explains why my left side turns inward slightly when I run.  There is some very slight scoliosis as a result but nothing alarming.  Where I am going wrong is by giving the right and left sides of my body the same workout, whereas they both need different things in order to strengthen up the weaker aspects and thereby make me more balanced.   But overall my gluteal area needs to be stronger.  Claud noticed that when I was doing a movement similar to upward dog (or cobra), my bottom was the last muscle to lift up.  I have a weak bottom!!  Claud showed me some exercises to do on each side which will hopefully improve things.

Finally, I did a bit of a walk through the gym so Claud could see how I walk normally.  It was hard not to do a catwalk strut because they were playing Lady Gaga in the gym (!) but eventually my inner diva calmed down and I did my normal walk.  Claud taped it for me to watch.  It was very obvious how out of balance I am!  I would never have thought about it otherwise - I mean, why would you, if you're just walking around comfortably as you always have?

"The way you walk normally...it's like you're walking on a tightrope," Claud observed.  And indeed I could see that, how the weight obviously shifted from one leg to the other as I walked, slightly teetering as I did so.

Then I got on the treadmill so Claud could observe how I run.  I hate treadmills.  Despite having cranked out 10k on one at the hotel gym while I was in India (my best ever on a treadmill!) I tend not to run at my best on them as I get a bit dizzy on them.  But I did ok and was running along at a comfortable speed.  Claud confirmed what I already knew - that I'm a heel striker.  That means my heels hit the ground first while I'm running, and my heels are what my body uses to spring from and keep the momentum going when I run.  I'd never really thought about it - running never came particularly naturally to me and I just did what was the most comfortable.  Comfort now is one thing, but if I keep running as a heel striker it may lead to problems down the track as these muscles wear out.  I explained that I'd had a gait analysis done and had been advised which shoes were best to give me the right support.  Claud explained that most running shoes are designed more to manage an incorrect running style, rather than correct it.  The future is barefoot running!



"Wear these on the tube," Claud laughed, "I guarantee people will talk to you!" (it's a long running joke [but somewhat true] that no one talks on the tube!)

Another illuminating moment was when Claud asked me to jump up and down.  I did, with ease.

"Now jump up and down from your heels," he said, with a wry smile.

Ouch!!  And that, Claud explained, is essentially what I'm doing when I run.  Jumping from my heels!

So obviously this needs to change - and this is apparently why barefoot running helps strengthen the feet and other muscles, because you can't heel strike - it hurts too much! It forces you to run from the balls of your feet.  I played around on the treadmill for a bit, running in a new style where I'm essentially on tiptoe (well it feels like it!) and leaning forward a bit more.  I also have to lift my feet and legs more, where I'm essentially kicking myself in the arse.  No more shuffling for this black duck!

All in all, it was most illuminating.  It's funny how you go through life just moving in a way that feels natural, completely unaware that you might be causing some silent damage to your muscles and ligaments which you might not feel the effects of now when you're young and healthy, but that might come and haunt you later in life.

That was the overall message of my time with Move Three Sixty.  Hannah and Claud could tell that I already live a healthy lifestyle and am aware of the benefits of healthy living.  It was all about how I can expand on that, and what improvements I can make to give myself the best possible chance of still being in good health in fifty or sixty years time.

Hannah's assessment was fun and illuminating - again, I could have quite happily talked to her all night, the nutritional nerd that I am.  It involved discussing some aspects of my life quite deeply, which I wasn't expecting.  I forget sometimes how often what we're doing with our diet and nutrition reflects the state of our lives and habits that we have.  We talked about my stress levels, my sleep patterns, things in my life that I want to change.....as I spoke the words aloud, it became obvious to me what the solutions were.  Or so I thought.

Hannah explained that with my night owl tendencies, coupled with a high level of physical activity (running, walking to work every day, etc), are probably setting me up for adrenal fatigue.  Me having a smoothie chock full of fruit in the morning is probably not the best start to the day I could have, because the body uses fruit as sugar.  Sugar is not the best way for someone like me to start the day - I should be focusing on starting each day with protein.  Eggs, avocado on toast, protein shakes.  That is what my adrenal glands need to get me going and performing at my best each day.  We need energy to get us through our day, especially if we're doing things we don't particularly want to do, as well as the things we want to do.  I need to eat smarter for a while and see whether things improve.  Hannah said that with every meal I should be thinking "protein, carbohydrate, fat" - as in, those are the essential nutrients I, as an athlete, need  at every meal.

We also talked about how important it is that I revamp my sleeping habits.  I should be in bed no later than 11pm.  The old adage of "an hour of sleep before midnight is worth two hours after it" is very true, because the body physically repairs itself through sleep from about 11pm through to about 2am, and then psychologically repairs until 6am.  By missing that window, my body was missing out on that crucial physical repair time.  It made a lot of sense.  My long runs should be done in the morning, rather than of an evening.  I got into the habit of getting up at 6am to run while I was training for the marathon but have since dropped off and I find myself running of an evening most days.  This isn't ideal because I then get a second wind and don't get tired until about midnight....and so the cycle continues....

Hannah also gave me some general guidance with other areas where my diet could improve.  I am happy to eat dairy, in fact cheese and yoghurt are probably my biggest weaknesses when it comes to food.  Hannah asked me "how would you feel if I told you you could never eat cheese again?" and I replied "very sad!" :)  She advised to go for goat's or sheep's cheese and yoghurt rather than having cow's all the time.  Apparently the enzymes in cow dairy products can wear out the digestive tract; giving it a bit of variety builds up its strength and defences again.  She also recommended cutting down on gluten as well to reduce with bloating that I sometimes get.

All in all, it was a most illuminating couple of hours and I felt ready to put a few things into place to put the bounce back in my step.  Over the past three weeks this is what I've been doing:

  • Running with my new technique where I hit the ground with the ball of my foot rather than heel striking.  This has been a lot harder than I thought, because I am using muscles that aren't used to it!  Everything gets fatigued a bit faster than usual.  But when I switch back to heel striking I am a lot more aware of how uncomfortable it is, and how the muscles are being used differently.  When I switch back, I can feel a muscle right up my leg, and muscles in my bottom, being used!  Claud warned me that I would probably have to stop and walk every now and then while I get used to this new technique.  So far, I have only had to stop in one run - the first one!  It's got a bit easier.  I'm managing my usual 7km quite well.  
  • Starting the day with protein!  Tom has also bought into this one, and we have been having protein laden breakfasts.  He adds protein powder to his cereal - I am usually running late and mix protein powder with oat milk and ice as I run out the door.  On days when I've been organised, I managed to make us an omelette with mushrooms and spinach, and avocado on toast.  I've been trying to eat a small avocado a day, whether it's in a salad at lunch or dinner, or on toast with breakfast.  One thing I've noticed - protein at breakfast keeps me so full!  And it's not a "stuffed" full, it's just a feeling of being satisfied.  And then when I'm hungry for lunch, I'm really hungry!  It's been really helpful to tap into my hunger signals in a more conscious way than I have been doing.
  • Something fishy?  I eat a vegetarian diet, but am happy to eat fish when I travel or when I know the fish has been caught humanely and locally, and is being served fresh.  That happens on average about half a dozen times a year.  Flexibility is the name of the game for me, and a bit of fish enjoyed consciously a couple of times a year is not something I fixate on - it's a personal decision and I just try to do my best.  Hannah said that if I am happy to eat fish I should think about having it a bit more often, simply for the health benefits.  So I took that on board and so far I've had fish twice since I saw the Move Three Sixty team and have noticed I was a bit perkier after eating it.  So we'll see :)
  • Fat, protein, carbs - this has been my mantra when preparing meals for the last few weeks and I check for those elements a bit more consciously.  I have always had a high ratio of vegetables and fresh healthy ingredients in my meals - I think I've famously said that I try to have something green in every meal!  So it's just been a matter of balancing the elements.  I've also bought some goat's milk yoghurt instead of my usual greek style one, and I rather like it!  It's a bit more tangy than what I'm used to, but yummy. I've been having it as a snack or dessert rather than at breakfast like I used to. 
  • Bed time - well, I've still been falling down in this department.  The aim is to be in bed by 11pm, but ideally I should be asleep by 11pm!  And some nights Tom and I just get talking, or we're both working away at our books or various creative projects, and before we know it it's midnight!  So this definitely still needs a bit of work and probably just a closer look at how our time is spent.  When we're up early we both moan and grumble but once we're up and showered, we both marvel at how nice it is to be up early and how we have time to have a proper breakfast, etc.  Must remember that next time I'm pressing snooze on the alarm!  Maybe with a bit of effort I can become a morning person :)
I think the biggest changes have definitely been in my running technique and in having more protein - I am really feeling the benefits of that.  There are still things I need to sort out, and I think what this chemical MOT with Hannah and Claud reinforced in me is that knowledge and know-how is all very well, but it's putting it all into practice that is where the challenge and discipline lies.  Others can help us and advise us, but ultimately change won't happen until we do what we know we need to do.  It is up to us to create the life and the wellbeing that we want.

With the plethora of products and services out there for people who are at the beginning of their health and fitness journeys, it was really interesting to check out a service for people like myself who have revamped their life and attitude to health and fitness, and have been enjoying a healthy lifestyle for many years, to see what I could be doing better to enhance my wellbeing, health and, ultimately, my longevity.  The sessions would normally cost £125 each, which I would have been happy to pay because they were incredibly good value, each session was nearly two hours long and I got a lot out of both of them.  Both Hannah and Claud were friendly, approachable, and very passionate about living the best and healthiest life we can.  It's really inspiring to be around people like that.

I left feeling rather buzzy, right into a summer thunderstorm, skipping up the street to the Finchley Road tube station, hoping that if I keep living consciously and treating my body well, I'll have another sixty odd years of dancing in the rain.

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Move Three Sixty
8 Canfield Place, London  NW6 3BT
Web site: http://www.movethreesixty.com/
More about Hannah and Claud

I was offered a free chemical MOT consultation with Move Three Sixty in return for writing about my experiences.  What is written above is my honest opinion.

Have you seen a nutritionist, or a movement specialist?  What were your experiences?

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

tuesday treasures

This week's Tuesday treasure is:


My very first job was working at homewares store in Hobart. In the three years I worked there I ended up with an enormous Spode collection, some very fine cookware and intimate knowledge of knife sharpening and Wedgwood china patterns; all of which I'm sure was not usual in a girl of nineteen.

I remember a slow Sunday, unpacking a recent delivery, checking the contents against an invoice and then pricing them and putting them on the shelves.  I unwrapped this beautiful mug and as the last of the packing paper fell away, the mug promptly split into two neat halves in my hand.  It was such a shock, and I was horrified!  It was so beautiful and I was worried I'd broken it, but my colleague reassured me that with such a clean break it had probably happened in transit on the way down from the mainland.  We put it on the "write off" sheet and continued.  I asked what would happen to the pieces and was told they would just be chucked away.  I was so sad at the thought.  I am always full of intentions for creative projects (ask Tom about the time I brought a door home), and had visions of making something arty with the pieces, so I asked if I could have them.  The manager said yes, so they were wrapped in a piece of tissue and tucked into my bag, ready for a salvage operation at day's end.

When I got home, having abandoned the idea of a creative project with the pieces (again, ask Tom about the time I brought a door home!) I just went to my Dad's shed and glued them back together with superglue.  There was a slight chip at the top, just missing the iris.  I figured I'd see if it was watertight once the glue had dried.

You can see the crack! 

Once it was established it was watertight, and cleaned to within an inch of it's life to wash away anything toxic, it was my favourite mug :)




A good five years later, the repairs were still intact and I took it to Melbourne with me, where I used to make T2 herbal tissanes and drink them on my porch, looking around the garden.  I think the smell of dried lemongrass will always make me think of the first nine months in that city, discovering new places and people, having my senses reawakened.

When I packed up my belongings about a year later to move to the UK, the mug for some reason was placed in one of the boxes.  I don't know why but I couldn't bear to leave it behind.  Somehow it symbolised the years it had accompanied me through my life so far: a flawed but beautiful thing, and with the right binding to put it back together it had been made whole and useful and beautiful again.

By the time I was reunited with my boxes a few months later I was surprised to see it.  I had forgotten I'd packed it.  I suppose at the time I was only thinking about essentials.  What did I need?  Books, that was a given.  Warm clothes, for England was a cold country.  A teapot.  A mug to drink tea with.  That was about it.

I remember my first flat in London, my room on the ground floor of a dilapidated house in Clapham, with the fireplace in it.  I lined up all my books on the mantlepiece, and my mug went next to them.  I remember nights when I'd stay up late writing well into the night, only interrupted by hasty suppers of hummous and pitta bread, or an apple and a triangle of camembert, and always followed by a hot chocolate made in my mug.  I'd put a shot of Baileys in if I was feeling indulgent.

Four years and three flats later, it's still in my cupboard.

Today I made a chai latte in it:





Things that are broken can sometimes be put back together, and they are all the more beautiful because of the cracks, the life marks.  That's where the stories are.

You can always pick up the pieces and start again.

What is your Tuesday Treasure? Do join in :)

Monday, July 4, 2011

monday mantra

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The version of this quote I usually attribute to the Australian marathon runner Pat Farmer was what kept me going on tough days in 2005 and 2006. It still keeps me going now.
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