In which Jillian tells me to star-jump, and I say ‘how high?’

Sometimes I suspect that I was last in line when endorphins were given out. I'm doing the 30-Day Shred at the minute. Well, 'doing'. My thirty Days of Shred are interspersed with quite a few Days of Can't Be Bothered, and my hand weights for the strength training parts are baked bean cans. But it's … Continue reading In which Jillian tells me to star-jump, and I say ‘how high?’

Throw-out days are good for the soul

Cleaning out your wardrobe is such a double-edged sword. On the one hand: oh, my dear, the feng shui of it. The satisfaction of decluttering. The throwing away of t-shirts you bought when you were fifteen (YES REALLY). The ease of opening and shutting your drawers. It's all marvellous. On the other hand: my, that's … Continue reading Throw-out days are good for the soul

Other Uses

I did a sit-up this morning. As a little experiment. Just one. ... ... ... Ok. Just half. Um, abs. What happened to you?! I hate not fitting into stuff. But on the plus side, it turns out that belly rolls are brilliant for balancing babies on. It's like having a high chair for your … Continue reading Other Uses