Achtung mein liebers, it has become increasingly obvious to this personal-training-massage-therapist that our contemporary workplace and lifestyle is creating back posture that your Grandmother would be disgraced with. So, pull in those abdominals, relax the shoulders into neutral and SIT UP STRAIGHT!!
I’m always inspired at this time of year to clear out the old and welcome the new. Sticking with my established philosophy that divine synchronicity says “there’s no such thing as a coincidence” – I am dusting off my crucifix, charity giving old jeans and booking in a meeting with Lily from The Detox Kitchen.
I have had the privilege of traveling the world and meeting all sorts of different people doing all sorts of different things. One never knows when a new friend is about to arrive or indeed when an old friend is about to depart; like our great oceans the flowing tides of love and relationship are in constant motion.
OK Gentle Men, I’ve been running around the globe for many years, during this time I’ve personally purchased and perused some of the best and worst in male perfumes, skin-care and body care products, haven’t you? As 21st Century men it’s our time to get a true understanding of what our grooming needs are and what they should entail to make the most of oneself. Let’s start this conversation with our biggest organ, and it’s not what you think, it’s your SKIN.
There is no such thing as a coincidence. Circumstance continues to synchronise with all aspects of our existence; this includes our careers, loves, natures evolved beauty, and those apparently random successful and tragic scenarios that permanently impact our lives.
The Traditional Chinese Medical(TCM) perspective on heat, cold, dry and wet plays an integral role in the health of our contemporary brethren. As a personal trainer I have spent years blasting men’s heart rates to their max, after meeting Robert Ogilive’s acupuncture pins and eyes of wisdom I’ve been snake charmed; it’s time to look at health and fitness from a multi-disciplined approach.
As a kid growing up in 1970′s Australia we ate a chocolate bar called a Polly Waffle and the advertisement sang a tune that ” mmm, crunched, ahhed” ourselves into sugar heaven; memories of childhood laughter, friendship, sunshine and the bliss of eating sweets with silly names lingers well into ones life.
Kensington Gardens is more than a Royal Park; as a green oasis within the city it provides the people with space to walk amongst the trees and the swans a pond to bathe with ease, one can also aspire to have Victoria’s love for Albert, and on a good day, the locals give out Free Hugs, what more could you ask for?