Girl from the barrio – Page 4 – The barrio girl moves to the polder

Lifestyle

February tittle-tattle: Life of must

February 28, 2019 by dheza No Comments

on’t you sometimes get that feeling that your life is just one big to-do list? February felt that way for me, like I was waking up with only one purpose – to tick off tasks from a never-ending list of musts.

Running

Road to Texel: Naive, stupid or ambitious?

February 19, 2019 by dheza No Comments

I have been training for it since December 2018 but up until today, I haven’t found the courage to blog about my next race, the 60 van Texel. It’s one of those goals that you don’t really want to share publicly because there’s a huge probability that you won’t be able to fulfill it. And I’m not ready to write my very first DNF (did not finish) race report.

Lifestyle

Eco-friendly brands I’m loving right now

February 11, 2019 by dheza No Comments

Y es, I gave in to the trend. As much as ~~possible~~ I can afford, I am now buying products that are certified eco-friendly, organic, sustainable, fair trade, you name it. What can I say? I have a soft spot for labels doing green marketing.

Travel

Of young boys and rare gentlemen

February 4, 2019 by dheza 3 Comments

In the summer 2010 I went to Italy for my birthday sojourn, a tradition I’ve started when I moved to the Netherlands. Wanting to escape crowded Venice, I stayed at Lido Island, about 15 minutes away by vaporetto (water bus). Much as I wanted to stay at the Grand Hotel de Bains, the famous setting of Death in Venice, my budget settled me instead in a rather dingy hotel called Vime Byron, located few meters away from the beach.

Motherhood•Running

January tittle-tattle: Marathon or sex?

February 1, 2019 by dheza No Comments

I was soaking my tired legs in bath when the husband walked in, running clothes in hand. I just finished a 3-hour run and now it’s his turn. The kid is taking an afternoon nap. Feeling particularly naughty, I began doing the best (and most awkward) Playboy poses I could muster, trying to entice him to join me in the tub.