I haven’t done a massive amount of flaunting over the last year or so. I’ve been here, of course, but if you look closely there’s been a lot of subtly lit photos like Swishy and Out of the Darkness, silly photos like It’s a Piece of Pisa and many many photos of friends. But until the photo outing with Missy where I started to feel a bit more like flinging my arms up in the air like I just didn’t care and letting it all hang out I hadn’t really put all of me out here for a while.
I could make a big deal of this but I genuinely don’t think there’s any point. Life is about seasons and for every season where we feel on fire there’s one where we feel a little bit like the flame isn’t catching. There’s literally no point in overanalysing it. For me, a knee injury in 2018 knocked running on the head and that was followed last year by five months of severe vertigo which made even walking or focussing on my computer screen problematic. Through that run of bad luck I got a bit fatter, I got a bit less confident in my body.
While I genuinely believe that losing your mojo every so often is just part of life, it doesn’t make it any easier to rationalise when it happens. I’d settled into a place where I’d started to measure my own attractiveness by my physical achievements so finding myself forced into a slightly more sedentary zone was tough. While I welcomed the emergence of Lingerie is for Everyone I didn’t feel very able to engage in it because I didn’t like that my own lingerie wasn’t fitting anymore!
So what happened? I don’t know! The tide turned and (inexplicably) the current dragged my mojo back into shore. Suddenly, rather than feeling sad that my lingerie doesn’t fit, I just bought the next size up and realised that I still look amazing. I’ve bought new running shoes and I’m raring to go. I have two 10ks and two halves booked. I’m only in the first week of training but the energy and enthusiasm I feel for the plan that’s taped up in my office is making me so happy and I already feel sexier and more confident in my body. This may be not be a commonly held opinion, but I genuinely believe that a good pair of running shoes are hotter than heels. And look how flexible I am? Why did I think this body was inferior?
Lingerie is for everyone. Sport can be for many. Bodies are remarkable. I’ve got it so I’m flaunting it.
For this weekend’s low lighting/shadow prompt I’ve been playing with the Tunisian lamp that sits in my office. I can’t decide whether I prefer the colour or black and white. What do you think?
This isn’t the only photo taken in my office this weeks. Check out Honey’s Mistress of Light and Shadow.
A new year and a new decade is just around the corner and I’m excited to see it unfold. I love this time of year. I have a couple more days with my parents which I’ll enjoy but really I’m itching to get back to my flat and start my annual exercise of making lists and plotting experiences and adventures. I know for sure that more photos in the wild will be on the list!
Happy New Year to all of you – I hope the year ahead is full of joy. Thanks for all the support this year for my blog and for my crazy photo adventures and musings and life and love!
Photo by Missy.
Monday is my birthday. Another rotation round the sun nearly complete.
Me: “Next time you see me I’ll be 45.”
Exhibit A: “Do you have a record player?”
Ah! He’s a clever one. He was after a 45rpm record. We started off with an LP but realised that was a 33rpm so we switched to 10 inch singles which are indeed 45rpm. Sometimes 12 inches is just a little too big…
Here is the third and final (for now!) photo from my day out with Missy. As regular readers know, it’s very rare for me to show my belly – I much prefer to focus on my arse and legs, which I approve of much more! – but I really love this shot so here I am turned towards the camera for a change.
Here’s the second in a series of three photos I’m posting from my recent photo adventure with Missy. This photo was taken in the same location as this weekend’s post from her. We were so lucky to have this all to ourselves!
“Out on the wiley, windy moors
We’d roll and fall in green” Kate Bush, Wuthering Heights
As I’ve said here before, I am called Catherine because my Mum was reading Wuthering Heights when she was pregnant with me. So it’s not surprising that an outdoor shot on the wiley windy Yorkshire Moors has been on my blog bucket list for years. A rainy cold Saturday in November may not seem like the best time to make it happen but Missy and I are dedicated to our art so off we went. And actually I think it strikes the perfect bleak mood.