Bloomage

So, it's gettin all sorts of nice here. I walked around the park today during my 2 hr break between classes and realized.......oh hey, you're wearing shorts now, you should probably start shaving your legs. 

And maybe get them pastey legs/arms/face/feet some of what Mr. Golden Sun has to offer before the North Sea decides to throwup another rain storm your way. (I live in constant fear of this. I've decided im not a rainy kinda gal after all) 

So here's to nice and neatly shaven legs, non albino limbs and mental stability whilst finishing my thesis. 

Xo 

Ryn tin tin 

Proper brew today= h2O

That's one blue sky folks. Not a doggon cloud in sight. (Insert big ass smile) 

So you think you can't run a marathon?

London Marathon 13/4/14 (or 4/13/14 for us Yanks)

 

Wow. Today was the London Marathon. It was pretty cool watching the elite men and women fly past like no ones business. I was also fortunate to be out there today reppin Parkinson's UK.

I think most of you know that I'm a runner...loved this sport since I was probably12 years old running with my dad around our neighborhood. Running has always been our bonding thing. I'd wait for him to get home from work and he'd run with me first thing when he got home. We loved to talk about history (which he knows basically everything historical I swear it blows my mind), and pretty much just crack jokes the whole time. He was for sure the reason for my love of running. It's been weird since I've been here...I don't have a ton of free time so finding time to run for me is difficult sometimes. I almost always run to school or if I know I have a day off and there's an new area to explore I'll typically run there (partly because I'm cheap and don't wanna pay for London's stupidly expensive transportation). However I've been sick more times here then ever in my life I swear. Either I have an IT band problem, a realllll bad case of the flu, sinus infection or the weirdest case of vertigo (apparently caused by an inner ear infection). BUT when I do get to run for myself its glorious. I am not a person who follows track n field news or keeps updated on all the newest records and I never care about times. I don't care if someone is running a 2:20 marathon or a 5 hr first time marathoner...we all love it in our own way. I get so annoyed with running snobs who just talk about times. Just enjoy yourself and that's all that matters I think. It's a very selfish sport...but I love it.

 

Anyyyywho, if you have ever told yourself....no way I could ever run a marathon............check out these people................................

 

 

(With the exception of these dudes below.....they're the fastest guys on the planet pretty much...runnin a 2:04 marathon....yeahhh......Lead Men pack............pretty cool seein these guys front row)

 

 

 

I just though this was rad, it looks like he's fading into the background.....camera phone fail....yet turned out kind cool.

 

Reason #1 why you CAN run a marathon:

There were a number of blind runners, running along side their guides. I almost cried. The man in the orange shirt is her guide. You think you can't run a marathon?

Reason #2: .................................

 

 

 

Reason #3: Are you worried you'll have to wear clothes? No worries there.

 

Honored to volunteer with this organization. It felt great cheering on our runners on the Parkinson's Team. #formydaddy

 

 

Reason #4: Nothing is beyond your reach. Don't let anyone tell you any different.

 

Next week on Yes You Can...

 

 

 

 

Run on my friends. Love and chill vibes today...

 

 

x0 Ryn

 

Proper brew after my 8 miler: (which is the farthest I've run since I've been here...but refused to complin cuzzz it wasn't 26.2 right? ) Pret Green Smoothie-Apple Cucumber Spinach Lime Ginger. Yum.

 

Clouds...get outta here.

I really look forward to my one day off a week, so when it's always cloudy on Sundays...it kinda bums me out. Howeeeeever...it's probably a good thing cuz I have finally cracked the educational whip and started writing my thesis. And by start...I mean I have like 3 paragraphs. You guys know what I mean...the actual physical act of opening Word and writing even one thought that makes it official. Ya'll feel? Gosh, I knew you would. That's why I like you. 

There's some exciting things happening soon. I know I'll sure miss it here when I return to the land of sunshine, In N Out and chill vibes. 

Happy Sunday! 

Xo

Rynny 

Proper Sunday brew= steamed milk w/ cinnamon, vanilla and nutmeg. 

What? I can look at my fav blogs between paragraph writing. 

New Beauty Regimine...Oil Pulling?

So I'm not sure if anyone else goes onto Eonline as much as I do (aside from my fabulous movie/fashion soulmate Inez) but have you heard of Oil Pulling?????

A couple weeks ago I saw it on Yahoo news, which we all know is the most reliable source of breaking news. They said that this 3,000 yr old tradition was starting to make it's way into the limelight again....used by homepaths,Ayurvedic  practitioners, beauty experts and those hip celebrities. 

So of course I had to investigate this hysterical sounding ritual. Apparetly Oil Pulling has been practiced all over the Mediterranean for centuries and is said to help with:

Detoxing (the mouth holds so much bacteria and it's recommended to swish the   oil around in the morning when bacteria is at it's highest (not sure if that's true) 

Teeth whitening

Acne

Dry skin

And many other ailments

So....needless to say....i'm givin it a go. 

They said to use Coconut oil which I'm already a hudge advocate for and have stocked at all times. You swish the oil around for 10-20 minutes once a day, swish around, gargle and then spit out in trash (as it will clog sinks when solidified) 

Sooooooooo......we'll see if I notice anything different. 

Not just for the kitchen my friends...

Canals and cannabis

Yep. Amsterdam is quite a city. Beautiful....I can imagine in the late spring/early summer with all the flowers canal side would be stun-ning. 

And of course....a very colorful city. The red light district is....somethin to see that's for sure. Seeing it during the day compared to seeing it on a Saturday night, well there is NO comparison. I found myself staring at the women (obviously most people do) which made me feel weird like they were in a side show. I felt sad for them. I wanted to open those windows they stand behind, smoking their cigarettes, drinking their redbull and on their phones and tell them they don't have to do this. When I looked at them, a lot would look away and bite their nails and just seemed strangely shy. I'm not sure how to explain it. Yes...nighttime they strike their poses, tap their long nails on the glass window to get the attention of the gawking (nasty) men to lure them in. Yes, it's legal there but so what. A lot of them are probably there as a result of being trafficked or sexual abuse. Not all....but probably a fair share I'd guess. 

Anyways, the "coffee shops" are hysterical. I love the bike centered culture  and the fact that there are more bicycles than cars. That makes me happy.

The city has INCREDIBLE history, architecture and some amazing street art.  I feel blessed to have seen and experienced this city....and I also feel blessed to have a strong head on my shoulders that allows me to look at all these things and have an open mind but not too open so my mind falls out. I'm thankful for my life and how much I've grown...yet I've held tightly to my roots. 

2 more terms. Boom. 

Proper amsterdam brew...coffee? ;)

Xo 

Rynny

Yeah. Not a sauna. 

Im sorry but this is hilarious. What a way to be incognito...

Don't judge. 

I salute you Anne. 

Obligatory pic. 

Yeah i know im annoyed it was so busy you can't even see the sign. 

Holland McDonalds. 

Amsterdam...you get in my senses...

Yes, I will be making the long and sour gummy worm filled 10 hour bus ride to Amsterdam this weekend. Basically, I'm insanely stoked. This last term has been craycray busy and I could really let loose in the Dam. (Don't worry....I'm not one for crazy insane drug induced nights...)

You're welcome Mama. 

I will be visiting a lovely friend we made in Paris who was ever so generous in offering her place to host me for the weekend. Europe is frickin awesome. 

You never know who you'll meet and people tend to be so generous it just puts a giant smile on my face. 

Next week = start of Spring 2 (already I know) and then summer term......and then DONE. Masters....you get under my belt. 

Back to work...

Xoxoxo

Rynny

Don't worry....there will be plenty of proper brews in the Dam this weekend. I like how I'm already abbreav-ing it. ;)

Here's a few pics from a couple of days ago. Spring is here yo (well kind of...)

Yes, that is a teacup ring. Via: Camden Market

An ode to ranch dressing

Yeah, I am posting about ranch. Ranch dressing. REAL ranch dressing. Which poor UK....(bless you) you do not know how to make here. I went to a ''pizza hut'' a few weeks ago.

1) Their personal pan pepperoni.......not pizza hut pizza
2) Their ranch dressing (which was the only thing I was looking forward to) was literally some sort of strange concoction of like a yogurt, mayo, tasteless crap. Needless to say...I cried on the way home. Duh.

So bascially all I want right now is:

Spicy fries from 5 guys
Real ranch dressing from Dog House Grill in F Town
A grilled cheese from In N Out
A cupcake from Chiffon's
Jamba Juice


All at the same time. Heart attack and diabetic coma aside....I think I'd really enjoy all that for at least an hour.

Xo

I miss you ranch.

Ryn

(image via: pinterest-across the pond blog)

Animal style fries. Best chicken sandwhich in life. California.......I love you. In 20 some odd weeks, it's a date.