I went back to Crossfit last week, just like Rose (my now 8 year old) went back to swimming lessons. I tanked. She sunk. We both laughed about it. She went back again yesterday and reported after her 30-minute session there has been some progress, and she’s now in the right ability group now, and…

I can’t believe I haven’t blogged in more than 2 months. Imagine that? From the woman who used to write articles 3-4 times a week about her fitness shenanigans. In part it’s because I haven’t had much to say recently, I haven’t been running so that is probably one of the reasons too. But there…

Do you ever feel like things will never change? Like its too hard to even hope for change anymore? Like being in flipping lockdown for example. It’s hard. I sometimes lose hope. I dream of the day where I can hug my mum again, and start dating perhaps. Where I don’t have to think about…

In 2018 I stood on a red dot and gave the talk of my life It was all about the fear of judgement, and how as plus size women we often hold ourselves back and don’t do the things we really want to do. It was an incredible experience live, and more than 5000 women…

Yesterday I headed out at 6pm in the dark, cold and drizzle. Not running, I jumped on my bike to ride the 20 minutes to where my daughter was to drop her some workbooks. She is staying with her Dad during this lockdown and he is taking on the task of homeschooling as he is…

There are currently 80 women signed up to my popular beginners’ programme 5 weeks to 5K and I can’t wait until later on in the month when I open the doors to the private facebook page and we get started. I’ve been fielding quite a few questions about the programme over the last few days…

2020 has been a year of hardly any running, and not much blogging to be fair. But every year I do one of these reviews, and it doesn;t feel right to not do one simply because my activity levels have been different. I asked in my Too Fat to Run community whether their activity levels…

When I was 10 years old I wanted to be a writer The problem was I wasn’t very good at spelling, nor grammar and no one really gave a shite what I thought about the world. My Nans brother was a journalist, Leslie Jerman and I had met him briefly at a family wedding, and…

It was Monday morning 8am, and there was nobody in the sea. I didn’t know if actual swimming was a thing on this beach, but I didn’t care. When I parked the car I walked past a shop that had snorkelling masks, and so I grabbed that along with a bottle of water. I’d chosen…

I realised earlier today that I have been living a bit of a secret life. I posted a photo of me running…I ACTUALLY FLIPPING RAN…A WHOLE 5K….and a woman asked, “Where are you? I’m sure you live in London” As my face was clearly lit by warm and glowing sunshine. I am in Greece, the…

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