Monthly Archives: April 2017

We could have wished for perhaps a little warmer weather but nevertheless it was a great long weekend. As usual good food, some shopping and also beach and walks through the woods stood on the agenda. A lot was accomplished in only three days, ending with lunch in Lille.

à bientôt

beach, beach

and more beach

and some odd sighseing

and loads of castles

including our hotel at Château Cléry

Blogging can be very unforgiving. For more than the fact that one is not always caught in a photogénique moment. But perhaps more so as it follows one through the years, in good times and one’s lesser so, indiscriminately and unbiased keeping account of the aging process. Yesterday was such a moment, with little sleep, a fair bit of work behind me and a working weekend to look forward to, the camera arbitrarily decided the state of play. I leave it to that. I’ve had better days, been in better elements and delivered far more.

So for that reason, in moments like these, one should consume Champagne and good food to celebrate life. And that we did. At least ML never fails to deliver :).

kicking off with a Kir Royale

delicate appertizers 

such as tuna on krupuk

langoustine for starter

guinea fowl for main course

cherry on french toast

chocolate and cocos pralines

not my best day but I was intent not to let it ruin the rest of the evening

I don’t drop by my Facebook too often (I lay the blame – as everyone else – on being too preoccupied) but this morning a memory popped up that I can’t resist sharing. It’s taken 2 years ago to the day, when Cecile was still part of the family. It was a time of great change and upheaval and if I think about it, the picture was taken in an act of defiance. To the outside world, but more so to myself. I am ok. We are fine. We will survive. Less than three weeks later I found myself in an ICU, fighting septicemia and organ failure. It is a time in my life I still have to come to terms with and perhaps it hasn’t received the closure it deserves. But today, as the sun shines and I am working on a new exciting project, and my kids making progresses in life which I am tremendously proud of, I can’t help but counting my blessings.

A logical fallacy given we will always be limited by our lack of knowledge? Or should the statement be seen in a logical vacuum where all illogical arguments have been removed? I would imagine the latter, the problem being we rarely work in logical vacuum conditions (read science).

My philosophy teacher is sorely missed

I’ve just returned from an Easter weekend in Reims. As usual it’s been a mix of sightseeing (Reims Cathedral is a warm recommendation where the kings of France were coronated for 700 years), Champagne tasting, shopping and trying local culinary curiosities :).

Reims Cathedral is a gothic architectual marvel

impressive stone masonry at the Palace of Tau

such as this fire place

sauteed Cerveaux (cow brain). Tasty but the notion of contracting CJD (Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease) loomed over the starter

 

I promise so much on my blog. It’s my way to keep myself under strict supervision. It works…and then not. it all depends on the kind of personality one has. I suppose I rather be an honest liar than a lying hypocrite. Philosophically it doesn’t matter much…after all there is no right or wrong, but thinking makes it so. But this is not an entry on philosophy, although I have recently been revisiting the tracks of my wondering stoic mind. No…it’s merely an explanation to why I have not kept my latest promise….however trivial it may be: Keeping a record of my eating and fitness regime.

As I stood on the scale tracking everything beyond the kilograms, there was no escape. I knew I had been good…in places (sounds familiar ;)?…yet I had once again failed my targets miserably. My PT gave his slightly nuanced take on the dire situation…I had plateaued. Whatever the argument one may use, let’s put the results up for close scrutiny. Tomorrow is after all another day 😉

Mid February:

Weight: 61.3 kg’s
BMI: 22,5
Fat percentage:(a whooping – do note considered obese!) 34,2 %
Muscle mass: 38,3 kg

March 11

Weight: 61.1 kg’s
BMI: 22,4 (-0.1)
Fat percentage: 33,5 % (-0.7 – I am still considered obese according to Google
Muscle mass: 38,9 kg’s

April 12

Weight: 62 kgs (up 0,9 kg’s!)
BMI: 22,8
Fat Percentage: 30,3% (Down 10%…I’ve gone from obese to average according to Google 🙂
Muscle Mass: 41 kgs (up +5%….yes this is good!)

I felt marginally encouraged that I was on the right path and promised myself I would continue my food and fitness diary. Thus, he it is…

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Workout: 25 min biking / 7 min cross trainer / 5 min rowing / weights / lunges / 10 min yoga (total 1 h, 40 min)

Breakfast: cottage cheese, blueberries and a handful of nuts, coffee

Lunch: sweet potato and pumpkin soup

Dinner: chicken, peas, carrots and some peanut butter sauce (my sin ;)…and 2 glasses of red.

simple but excellent dinner

Thursday, April 13, 2017

no workout (no time)

Breakfast: 1 200 gram protein yogurt, 2 mandarins, coffee

Lunch: chicken and avocado salad, 2 cappuccinos

lunch at …Lunch & Co

Dinner: sweet potato and pumpkin soup, and 2 glasses of red (this is something I intend to cut down on)

 

Thanks kids for making a green and colourful tree. Let’s see what the Easter bunny will have in store for tomorrow 🙂

Touch me
I am losing shape
Look I am invisible
Can you say my name

If there’s a perfect sky that we came from
We’ll be like stars forever shining on

Catch me
I am almost there
How can I be near
I am high speed
I am everywhere

I couldn’t catch your smile
You are blinded by another side
I couldn’t say goodbye
You are traveling at the speed of light

You and me
We never cross the boundary
That’s how I know you
I can hear you say

You and me
We never unveil mysteries
Once you are shining
We never tried again

You and me
We never cross the boundary
That’s how I know you
I can hear you say

You and me
Always traveling separately
When I try to reach you
You are miles away

You and me
We never unveil mysteries

Touch me
I am losing shape
Look I am invisible
Can you say my name

If there’s a perfect sky that we came from
We’ll be like stars forever shining on

Catch me
I am almost there
How can I be near
I am high speed
I am everywhere

You couldn’t read my mind
How I wanted you to hold me tight
I couldn’t save that night
I was passing by at the speed of light

You and me
We never cross the boundary
That’s how I know you
I can hear you say

You and me
We never unveil mysteries
Once you are shining
We never tried again

We are flesh and we are free
We are drift wood in the sea
From the distance we are stars
Like there is a face on Mars

We are lost and we are one
We are neighbors to the Sun
Slowly drifting out of sight
Traveling at the speed of light

Your first school camp is something special, whether it’s excitement or sheer nerves. I can recall the first such outing I ever attended organised by the youth organisation 4-H (as we speak I am looking up their activities in the Netherlands but can’t find much. Perhaps they suffer the same unfortunate reputation as the Scouts here). Well Sebastian is going to something more of a camping meets Center Parks with walks in the woods and dunes. Before lights went out this evening we checked, double and triple checked the list of supplies ranging from a torch to marshmallows (great for toasting in the camp fire). I dare to say we crossed the t’s and dotted the i’s. All said and done, the little man is tucked in and fast asleep. On that note it’s my bedtime too.

Packing is ready

Sebastian received his swimming diploma today! Unfortunately I wasn’t there to see it but it’s been needless to say many Wednesday’s of practice that has gone into this feat. Sebastian I’m incredibly proud of you and can’t way to see it put to good practice during our next vacation. Speaking of which two holidays are so far booked: our May vacation being spent in Le Touquet and summer in Malta. It’s especially tempting as weather is pretty bleak as we speak. Can’t wait in other words!

next holiday will see more swimming than sand castles I suspect