Looking good at the gym

Most ‘normal’ people would look at that title and think it’s just not possible. How can anyone who is pushing their heart rate well over the comfortable resting rate still look good? However, it seems that in some parallel universe, people can, and do, look absolutely great at the gym. I tend to go for …

Losing your pronoun

My other half has been away a week and a bit. In the first few days after he left, I realised how much of my everyday revolved around ‘we’ and ‘us’ rather than ‘me’ and ‘I’. It creeps up on you slowly. What started as I’m at the shops buying the weekly food becomes ‘we’re …

Walking with purpose

I hate slow walkers. I can’t imagine how many cumulative minutes I’ve wasted slowing my pace and planning overtaking routes to avoid this barely moving person in front of me. Where are they aimlessly walking to? At half seven in the morning, I know I’d rather spend 10 extra minutes in bed, rather than dawdling …