Phase 3

At what age do we really know who we are? Funny thing, we think we do at any age, from the naivety of teenage years to the perceived wisdom of our twenties through the dawning of our own mortality we gain in our thirties and forties and realisation of our truth in our fifties and beyond. Maybe.

Up and at them (always early)

It’s been nearly 2 months since I joined the best gym in my area (Centurion Health Club) and I thought it was time to reflect back on how far I’ve come and what I’ve learned in the form of a listicle since my last blog:

Never skipping ‘leg’ day again…..

I’ve been weighing it up for a while now, whether to join a gym (again). Apparently 80% of Americans who actually have a gym membership don’t use it. EIGHTY PER CENT!!! Here in the UK gym memberships have exceeded 9 million, that’s 1 in every 7 people….. so I’m in good company.

For the love of running

Let’s start with a reality check. At this point in time I do not love running but it is singularly the most beneficial thing I do.