I normally don’t share a lot of personal stuff on this blog, but while trying to write a post of recommended cafes in Warsaw, I just couldn’t. My life has changed so much recently that it didn’t seem as relevant to me. Instead, I decided to share a post on a more personal note before … More Moving to Edinburgh
In my previous post I told you a little bit about my beliefs when it comes to nutrition, and also gave you a glimpse into the comments I get regarding my assumed eating habits as a (skinny) fitness instructor. Today I decided to share a few more thoughts and issue regarding body image as a … More Body image issues as a fitness instructor
As I started writing a post about coffee shops in Israel, a pretty typical post for this blog, I all of a sudden felt that it was a really shallow topic, absolutely unrelated to the things that have actually been on mind for these last couple of weeks. Although I don’t tend to share much … More When your body fails you
Aerial Yoga, or Antigravity, has become quite trendy in the last couple of years. It is considered to be a “softer” form of aerial arts, and its advocates will argue that it has been adapted for all people to try. A lot of classes are given at an open level or at beginners level, and … More Is Aerial Yoga your next favorite activity?
Though my passion, when it comes to coffee shops, is for trendy, independent cafes with a unique character and good quality coffee, Starbucks is still always comforting to me. As a teenager I was absolutely obsessed with it. Growing up in Israel, we had (and still have) no Starbucks. The chain had visited Israel briefly, … More We will always have Starbucks
My journey did not end in London. After spending about a month there I continued to Edinburgh, which was my actual destination, as I am moving there to study. Truth be told, I knew very little about Edinburgh. I was accepted to Uni there, but I have never been before, and I was slightly apprehensive. … More Edinburgh’s Scene
My journey began about two and a half years ago. At the time I was 28 years old, living in Tel Aviv with a guy I’d been with for five years, and was working (as part of my training) with toddlers as a clinical psychologist in a small town at the north of Israel. I … More The runaway bride
