A place to write, confuse, and amuse.

So today I sit here (after having read too much Eat Pray Love, with nails too long for my own good), I realise that I am fueled by a need to let it all hang out. A need to tell stories, be a dork, and not a give a damn. Where better to do that than with a swanky new blog? It's like my very own clean slate, blank page, canvas, all of the above. A place to write, confuse, and amuse.

With that, I would like to announce that I am not entirely fit, this is something that is "under construction". I am however a double dose of rockstar fabulousness. No really. I am an all or nothing, former queen of cocktail, and current full time work and shopaholic, who loses track of the plot, as I stumble from fitting room, to fitting room.

I do not want this to be a fitness blog, but I do wish for it to be a place for me to share my journey, and maybe help *you dear reader* in an en-devour to make the treadmill your bitch. One step at a time. See what i did there? To be completely honest, I am almost the furthest thing from a small framed gym bunny. I am as big as I am bold.

I'm a Paleoist, a motivator, a wannabe gym thrasher, and a big dreamer.

I dream of tiny dresses, tighter tops, and higher heels. This will be a collection of my musings, and my hopefully effortless struggle to get into them.

I have no idea what this blog will include yet, it may be recipes, new tattoo's, talks about goals, retrospective self discussions, kicks up the bum. Who knows? The need to let it all hang out may pass. If I'm lucky it'll stick around, and let me freely share the little misadventures of my life.