Farmers block

Today I got to be very pleased about the fact that I am young and a woman.

Today I found myself by accident from a roadblock that was caused by a bunch of farmers in the middle of a busy and a very important intersection.

Farmers block is nation wide move for all farmers.

They gather as many tractors as it is possible from a certain area and they block usually a busy road by few hours at a time.

The idea in the back of the move is to demonstrate that the farmers have a very important status when it comes to food. By blocking the roads with their tractors they show people that they have the big machines and therefor a lot of power so they should get more respect and money of their work 

of life.

I agree on that 100%.

It is also an issue in Finland.

I have also decided to work in the farming/animal line of work.

It will not be easy, but it is a calling not a decision.

I'm just not happy when it comes in my way when I am trying to get home after dark in an area that I don't know by heart.

But these farmers are not heartless!

Even tough they couldn't pass me from where I would have known my way back home easily they let me pass to another road where apparently is a road back town.

I just couldn't find it on my own...

So I tried and went back to ask help from a police.

But as you all know the police isn't always in every country the most helpful when it comes to situations like this.

So I had to use my "lady in distress"- card.

Yes...I cried.

So eventually a police, buss driver, his english speaking lady friend and another extremely kind man who also wanted to go to Rethimno helped me back on a road that I recognized.

I'm sometimes finding myself in a situations where I'm not absolutely sure where I am or how do I get back home... I remember the first time I got lost in a nearby forest with my little sister and I know today's trip will not be the last.

I just have to hope that the kindness in peoples heart to help a stranger or a damsel in distress will remain there always so that I will forever and ever find my way back home.

Through this text I want to send angels to all the good people who helped me today and to the farmers in this world.

Good night and may the guardian angel ever walk aside you.

Love Salla.

24th of January and BMI what the f**k?

This date is very important to me in a way that it makes me think two years back about myself.

Me and Noora rip<3, march 2014

Two years ago I was still in school learning about farming and domestic animals, I weighed 62 kg and I was unhappy about my body. It didn't help that our school nurse said that i should lose weight to be "normal weight"... I moved a lot daily, ate good food and yes I also let myself eat chocolate and ice cream from time to time (life shouldn't be taken too seriously).

Then a year ago when I was living in Italy, we were going skiing to the nearby skiing center with my 3 friends. I haven't been skiing for some years, but after a while i got the hang of it again and I was slowly building my courage to slide down more relaxed.

After skiing about an hour or one and a half the thing happened which is the most scariest part when it comes to sport; I was trying to slow down my speed, but a pile of snow stopped my skies completely. Of course everyone who understands the basics of physics know that when legs stop suddenly from a high speed, upper body will go on.

So I did 360 and landed to same position of where i started except i fell on the ground on my side. This has happened to me many times in my youth, but always the skies have fallen off. This time however they staid on and so my left knee which was on top, twisted, caused by a lack of support and  a high speed.

Another year has passed and I'm living in Greece with a still injured knee. It is a slow process, but I'm doing all I can to support it and trying not to hurt it more (yes I realize "it" sounds like I have annoying boyfriend...).

During the seven months that I had left in Italy four of them I couldn't even bend my knee and it made some tasks a little bit more difficult than normal. The rest three months I could do more moving around, but I still felt a lot of pain whenever I was using it too much.

Well it is easy to imagine what it does to your body, the not moving and eating like a true Italian. So when I returned Finland my weight had gotten up till 72 kg...horribly embarrassing and tough I was kind of lucky that the weight had gotten on me evenly I could still see and feel the difference.

But it still didn't get me down, because I knew where and why that had happened, and I had a plan for me returning back to myself or even a better version of me (I am older you know). At home I was still a bit enjoying all the Finnish foods and treats that it's not possible to find abroad, but the minute I stepped here in Crete I turned a new leaf when it came to eating (barely no sugar and sweets, normal size portions and more vegetables) and moving (I started to go to a gym first 3 times a week and later 4 times), I also made a decision to move e.g. walking a lot during the resting days.
Sometimes I eat e.g. chocolate or ice cream and keep a day when all I do is stay put as much as I can.

Today I weight 66 kg and I'm actually having a crush to my body (but we are still dating so shh...). During my workout I don't just do cardio and zumba <--did that only once so don't judge! but I also do a lot of weight lifting and work on my muscles and even tough it's been only four months sense I started it, I can see myself getting a really nice frame + posture and also that I have gained a lot of muscle.

Then this morning I remembered the nurses words when I was still 4 kg lighter than now and I went online to "check if I'm normal". These are the results from an older site and from a newer site that uses "new British way to measure your BMI" -study:

Older site
Current weight: 155,5 cm and 66 kg = 27,3( mild obesity)
Ideal BMI: 155,5 cm and 60,3 kg = 24,9 (normal)

Newer site
Current weight: 155,5 cm and 66 kg = 28,5(yellow area so like above)
Ideal BMI: 155,5 and 58 kg = 25(green are means normal)

The first site says that for me to be normal I need to lose 5,7 kg and the the second thinks I'm even more overweight and I would have to lose 8 kg to be normal.

Yes I've read all sorts of articles about BMI in the net, but the thing is that I have never thought that not all people shouldn't listen this system, because in my youth all nurses talked about was this stupid measurement technique.

When you really think about it muscle weights more than fat and if somebody is working out to change his/hers fat tissue for muscle, he/she won't see the number on the scale go down fast or one point they will start rising again and it can bring that person down if they are only looking the numbers and trying to get to a certain number that some nurse said that only then he/she will be normal weighed.

I want to take me as an example here.

Fall 2012, how am I obese?

(sorry couldn't turn the pic)

August 2014 (the shirt doesn't fit me now

'cause my breasts a too big)

August 2015, here it's more visible

that I had gained weight, but I still

looked good!

And here is me today.

As you can see, most of my body

weight is concentrated on my lower body

and as a rider that is a wonderful thing.

I know my body and it is perfect for the life I have chosen, riding.

I need strong legs to give good support to a horse;

I need this body mass to be able to have an effect to a horse,

to be huggable;

I need strong abs and back muscles to be able to sit and stand in a good posture;

I need strong arms to be able to hug all the people that mean so much to me;

I need strong calf's to be able to stand on my toes to be taller 'cause I'm so short

and I need to be me just like this to be able to be the person that all the people that likes me for who I am would love me.

There really isn't a BMI calculator to measure the perfectness that we all are as ourselves.

December

Good day everyone.

We have finally managed to return back in Crete!

Lets have a party! Or more specific a sleeping party, 'cause I've decided to stay awake the whole trip from Palm beach to Kastellos.

Yes, it's correct. It is about 24-48 hour trip and I decided to stay awake the whole time. But let me tell you that even me as a oversensitive person to caffeine, three cups of coffee wasn't enough to keep me nice and sharp till the end.

So about the passed month.

We traveled during 11th and 12th of December to (South) Palm Beach and stayed there till 11th of January. It was mostly just laying on the beach, reading a book, shopping and eating; which is just perfect way of spending Christmas holiday in Florida.

There isn't nothing much to write about 'cause we really didn't do much, so I'm just gonna let these photos speak for themselves!

The building where my host family has an apartment 

The Atlantic ocean

View from our front door

 A park

 Ofc we had to visit Macy's

 A pelican

 Another one

 And a third

 I was also there

 The view from a bridge

This was called the Indian river