Lady luck

I’m not a fan of “luck”. Do you know anyone who answered a knock at the door to a stranger shaking their hand, handing them a uni degree, their new name tag to a great job, a huge chunk of cash and then introduce them to their soul mate?

I was in the bank today and the teller asked me how my parents were going. When I replied that they were travelling up the center of Australia in their Winniebago then heading over to Western Australian in Spring to see the wild flowers the lady said “Half their luck!” No, it’s called getting a uni degree, working your fingers to the bone, making courageous business decisions, then saving your money and investing it wisely. I know it was a passing comment, but do you get what I mean?

I read once that luck was when preparation meets opportunity. This sits well with me. If you want the rainbow, you’ve got to put up with the rain because there are no shortcuts to anywhere worth going.

Do you consider some people “lucky”? Are you putting in the hard yards to work towards your goal or looking for the next quick fix?

Have a beautiful weekend everyone xx.

Move it and lose it.

Ahhh, the weather is warming up! What does that mean? Dresses without tights, no more cardigans and bikini shopping! Don't you just love those change rooms with the mirrors from all angles...

Needless to say we've had an influx of hopeful (and slightly deluded) customers coming into the shop lately looking for a vitamin that will instantly burn fat and melt away cellulite... I then proceed to hand them timetables and contact details for yoga classes, gyms, personal trainers, boot camps and pilates studios in the area (much to their disgust). How is all that mashed potato and apple pie with extra custard tasting now?

Dust off your runners, grab a friend and work that booty because actions speak louder than words.

And remember, sweat is fat crying!