Labour of love

A little word of warning before I start: this is a post about my experience of labour and childbirth and may not be for everyone. Please feel free to skip it if you’re squeamish or if this content just isn’t for you. For the morbidly curious, on the other hand, read on! It’s now just [...]

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Taking the ‘work’ out of ‘workout’

On those occasions when someone remarks on how 'good' or 'disciplined' I am to exercise on a regular basis I always feel like a little bit of a fraud. It's not like I have to drag myself to the gym, or force myself to lace up my trainers, shunning a favoured spot on the sofa [...]