Let’s face it. 2014 hasn’t been a high point for me. This mainly stems from my post-appendix aftermath, which frustratingly was mainly out of my control.
I won’t speak cryptically, so I won’t go any further into the could haves, would haves and should haves. I had fitness progress and I’m here to write!
I’ve been getting increasingly unfit and overweight this year. It means I’m unhappy, because all my hard work from 2012 and 2013 has been reversed, and because exercising made me a happier person overall. And I no longer belong to a gym. Hard truth time: I have to start running.
Running has never been my thing; any form of exercise that means any part of me wobbles or jiggles have been right out, powercleans aside of course. It’s early days yet, but I have a running partner, and a plan. I’m pretty determined to see it through. I finished New Rules of Lifting For Women. I know I can do this.