The mountains are calling…

The mountains are calling…

I found this in a book of cycling quotes whilst I was off sick with my broken bones, and it’s stuck in my mind ever since.  When I fell off my bike in May the thought of waiting three months…

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Finding my fit again

Finding my fit again

Something inside me clicked last week. Like a light switch going on in my brain, I finally made a conscious effort to crawl out of the rut I was in and try to find my fit again. A combination of…

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This Girl Can’t – a lesson learned in mountain biking

This Girl Can’t – a lesson learned …

Well that wasn’t in the plan.   Never in a million years did I see it happening, not even when I rode as fast as I could, on my brand new bike, trying for the first time ever, to pump…

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Where it all began: How I got into fitness

Where it all began: How I got …

Facebook reminded me of something great yesterday. On 27th April 2011, I tentatively walked through the door of a popular Zumba class near my house with a friend. I’d heard about Zumba before but assumed it was basically a bunch…

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On the road to the London Revolution

On the road to the London Revolution

London Marathon might be on everyone’s agenda right now but I’ve got a few more miles than 26.2 on my mind. 158.8 more miles, to be exact. The London Revolution is the UK’s largest multi-day sportive, a 185 mile loop…

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