It’s officially my last day in the U.K. before backpacking around Asia then moving halfway across the world. How that’s happened I don’t even know.
Those who read my last post will already know that I would much rather spend a bit of money on a fun fitness class on holiday than go on-the-cheap with a few hotel room squats.
I’ve got a confession to make.
Working out on holiday is really not my thing.
July wasn’t particularly eventful, as such, but it was crazy busy purely because it was my last full month in London– for a little while anyway!
For that reason it passed in a not-so-memor
So I was scrolling through my blog’s WordPress dashboard earlier, neatening some things up and having a bit of a brainstorm (more on that later) when I realised that we’re 12 days into August and
One of the reasons that I’m so excited about the West-Swoboda wedding is that I’m good friends with not only the bride – but the groom as well.
Earlier this week I had a bit of a ramble about my training goals. Or rather, my lack of training goals. My schedule varies vastly in terms of how I workout.
When you’re in the fitness industry, especially as a Personal Trainer, you get used to people asking you HOW you train. How many times a week do you workout. How long do you spend at the gym.
As a Personal Trainer, you learn to get inventive. Sometimes because clients can get bored easily and you need to spice things up. Sometimes because someone has an injury that you need to adapt for.
I realise that this post may sound like I’m stating the obvious.
I’m writing it on a Tuesday evening. It’s a rare day when Im finished with work before 4pm.