Another wee hobby I’ve picked up recently is Postcrossing. Such a nice thing to be dropped in your mailbox “a Postcard exchange project that invites everyone to send and recieve postcards from random places in the world”.

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    Todays Workout: 55minutes Treadmill at 6.3kph


    Average, and nice

    It’s been a pretty quiet week this week so far;

    Foodie Penpal Packages!

    Scrummy Vege box
    Tropical Fruit Smoothie
    Smoothie Bowls
    Sometimes I love my job
    Because the best thing to celebrate an althetic competition is mini-cupcakes, right?

    Bunny Rabbit free journeys


    Chocolate Frozen Yoghurt. Nom.


    Ealing, Queen of the London ‘burbs

    I’m going to geek out for just one minute, before getting to Ealing, I promise. I have a strange fascination with English place names – towns, streets, boroughs, you name it, I’m fascinated by it. I think it may stem from the fact that alongside traditional Maori names, such as Taumata­whakatangihanga­koauau­o­tamatea­turi­pukakapiki­maunga­horo­nuku­pokai­whenua­kitanatahu and Whangamata, New Zealand has so many hearkening back to the settlers; Wellington, Cambridge, Dunedin. I digress, anyway…

    As per my training plan for the walking half-marathon in September, today we were scheduled for an hour and 45-minute walk. With the sun pouring in, and a cloudless blue sky, we knew we had to head out and soak up some Vitamin D whilst we could, instead of blasting tunes & staring at the wall on a treadmill. We decided that instead of looping a nearby park hundreds upon hundreds of times, we decided to catch a train to leafy Ealing and get our walk on.

    Ealing Queen of the suburbs Adventures of a London Kiwi

    Map checking told us it would be 4.8miles which felt like a good walk, and as we were feeling good, it should take us 1.45-2hours which would be slow but steady as it was our first longer planned walk (no shopping today which usually slows us to a snail pace as I lust over all the pretty clothes!)

    What a lovely place to be on such a glorious day! Ealing is a borough in West London and was known for a long time as Queen of the Suburbs – where every aspiring West Londoner looked to move with their families. With the big beautiful houses and leafy green streets, I’m not surprised, especially in contrast with the grimy grey London of yesteryear. Apparently, Ealing is one of the ancient parishes of Middlesex and its origins are Saxon or even earlier.

    Ealing Queen of the suburbs Adventures of a London Kiwi

    We passed Ealing’s oldest tree painted white because people kept crashing into it, Castle Hill Lodge, owned by Queen Victoria’s Dad and rumoured to be a love-nest of Victoria & Albert, oh, and just to keep it real, part of the A40 Motorway!

    England in the sunshine is just magical. I think that’s what got us walking so fast – we made it in an hour and 30 minutes. Awesome.

    Ealing Queen of the suburbs Adventures of a London Kiwi

    How you spend your Sunday? Is there a meaning to your road name?


    Party breakfast

    I love Saturday mornings. They are made oh-so-much sweeter by the working week ‘schlep’ every weekday morning. This morning the clan all arose at about 10 (by clan I also include the cat, though she got up, stretched and went back to sleep…), we fixed ourselves some breakfast and began to plan for the day.

    Today I discovered Almond butter. A jar has been living in my cupboard, almost mocking me for being a scaredy cat and not trying it. I love peanut butter, but it’s not so good for the hips, and when my kind penpal sent a jar of Almond butter I was a little worried as I dont like almonds…

    I am such a wuss. To be frightened of a jar!

    In this light, it doesn’t look so frightening…

    So this morning in search of something different when I lit upon my lonesome jar, I reached for a knife and girdled my loins. Verdict = lucious goodness. Once you mix it all up in the jar (a bit of a arm work-out in itself), it’s delicious. Nutty and rich, I layered it on my cinnamon bagel with light Philly and, as it’s Saturday, sprinkles.

    Nom nom. Now, onto some heavy sanding and undercoating. Such a glam life!

    Today’s workout: Sanding, Painting, 20minute easy walk.

    What is your favourite weekend breakfast? Have you tried any nut butters?


    Bunny Wrangling

    So, the last thing we expected was to be doing was bunny wrangling on our way home from the gym…! We were walking past a green near our house, and we noticed two animals bouncing around under the trees lining the park.


    This is essentially the main view we had of the fellas Photo Credit


    Looking closer, its a brown bunny and a white bunny! A hour and a half later, we’ve managed to keep them away from being squished on the busy road, and 10 people armed with coats, a dust sheet and some hastily gathered carrots finally manage to subdue the beasts. I even managed to catch the white one in my hands (definately the cheekiest!) before we bundled them into the cages bought by a local vet nurse (who incredibly luckily happened to be walking past just after we spotted them).

    flipside, it was so heartening to see all of the random strangers who stopped and helped gather the terrified wabbits in, two couples even crossing the road from inside their homes, bringing the dust sheets with them.

    It was certainly and unexpected cardio bonus, but my excercise counter was a wee bit confused:

    We followed up with the most delicious Dark Chocolate Smoothie bowl for dinner. Not the most traditional of dinners, but we were knackered by the time we got in. Hubs is absoloutely right when he laughed that we learned much about bunny agility and our lack of!


    Today’s workout: 50 minutes steady treadmill walking, 1.5 hours diving & running after wabbits.

    Update: We called the vet surgery the next day, and they are settling into a cage in the vets’ kennel, with hay and food for a couple of days before they go to the RSPCA for adoption by a new loving home.