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. Continue reading “Phase 3”
I thought I would write to you, hand on heart, with an excited skip in my step as we approach the end of both Dry January and Veganuary. I thought I would be literally gagging to get back to my wine and cheese habit but…. get this…. I’M NOT. Continue reading “Veganuary…. the results are in and it makes semi-interesting reading”
At this point in 2018 I have:
As 50 looms ever closer (just over a month), I thought it was time to examine how my views have changed with age.
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. Continue reading “Never skipping ‘leg’ day again…..”
Running, once you’re out there you’re committed (keep telling yourself that)
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. Continue reading “For the love of running”