Spring forward - time for a change

Ok - so this afternoon I have adopted the 'spring forward' attitude and decided to change my hair colour! I've been a dark brunette since August 2012 and decided it's time for a change.

So after a few words of sage advice from our Nigel, my much trusted hair stylist, I set to with washing my hair twice with  clarifying shampoo, followed by an application of 'Colour B4 Extreme' (for dark, coloured hair). Now, I've had a cold this past week and my sense of smell isn't at top level right now, but I can tell you that this stuff smells like you are applying a stink bomb to your hair. No other way to say it - it stinks! But needs must and in it went.

The process takes an hour and lots (and I mean lots) of rinsing is required at the end. The colour after the colour removal was a  penny coloured coppery red (not really clear from the photo) and I actually quite liked it.

So despite my misgivings about the smell - Colour B4 is a bit of a winner.

Anyhow, as I'd resolved for a change, it was on with the Garnier Olia in shade 6.9 'Bronze'.

I love the finished colour (it's much lighter in petson than in the photos) and it was just the perk up I needed! I heartily recommend that a change is as goid as a rest x

Sometimes things don't go to plan...

It's been ages since my last post - mostly because I didn't know what to say. Until just under two weeks ago, all had been going reasonably well. Then it hit - 'The Slump'.

I hadn't been expecting 'the slump' so when it crept in slowly and relatively silently, I didn't know what happened until - wallop - it was too late.

Now, anyone who has been anywhere near a diet will understand the concept of 'The Slump': You have a week of being reasonably good with your food consumption and you've kept your fitness levels up, only to find the come weigh in day that you've stayed the same or - shock horror - that you put on. The diet industry try to reassure you not to panic, but 'The Slump' is already at work. Weadling it's way into your thoughts and habits; "Well, if that's what you get for an that hard work, why bother? Go on, have a treat".

Resistance appears to be futile. One cake becomes two, becomes a bag of crisps  (that you don't even really like), becomes two weeks of 'treating' yourself in the hopes that you'll feel better. Until eventually it comes to roost. What have you done? All that hard work - not completely, but partially wasted? And for what?

Whilst you disintegrate into a mascara streaked mess of anger, pity and regret, 'The Slump' takes it rest, smug at how easy it was to make you surrender and gloating that it's won.

Sound familiar?

As I sit here, writing this at the tale end of such a 'mascara streaked' episode, I realise that 'The Slump' didn't 'win' and I haven't yet 'lost'. This is a cross roads:

The easy road is the way of 'The Slump'; paved with cakes, chocolates and the age old, 'There's always tomorrow'.

The harder road is a bitter taste but is the road that starts with writing down your short comings, owning up to your mistakes and resolving that the only real failure is to stop trying...