Category: Girl with a workout

#TransformationTuesday reminded me that the biggest change isn’t always the most visible change

I did my first #TransformationTuesday on Instagram this week and the feedback has been so positive and encouraging that I decided to write about it in a bit more detail here.

After three years of training it has become more difficult to spot progress in the short term, but that doesn’t mean it’s not still happening. After losing quite a bit of body fat initially and then building some basic strength, I’m now working on building my figure with a bit more attention to detail – adding more tone and muscle here and there. As with any fine-tuning, it’s not as instantly visible as the major transformation that preceded it, and I’ve been getting a bit frustrated with my progress recently.

So I dug out some old photos to remind myself how far I’ve come and how much it has changed not only my body but also my entire life.

The picture below shows me on summer holidays in 2013 on the left and in 2016 on the right. The experience in 2013 – both the holiday and looking at pictures of it afterwards – actually triggered my weight loss and fitness journey, the first stage of which I wrote about here. The picture on the right is where I am right now. So, looking at these pictures, which me do you think had more fun?


For me getting fit wasn’t just about being a certain shape. Yes, in the beginning it was primarily about losing that extra bulk I had put on, which was making me feel miserable, and being able to comfortable in my skin again. But very quickly, as I started noticing the changes in my body – seeing the external results and also feeling how it affected my overall wellbeing, it became much more than that. It became a complete lifestyle change.

To me training and healthy eating isn’t about the numbers on the scale or the size written on the labels in my clothes. It’s about being healthy and strong and nourishing this body that’s carrying me through my life.

I was always sporty as a kid but fell into bad eating habits and a completely sedentary lifestyle when I started working – with a few significant impacts on my health. In the three years between those two pictures, I didn’t just get fit and lose weight. I also got rid of crippling IBS and managed to gain control of the effect asthma was having on my everyday life. I learned how to eat healthy food that’s good for me – and vast amounts of it as well, because my metabolism is on fire now that I work out hard most days – and most importantly I learned to enjoy every meal without feeling guilty.

In the picture on the left I was on a round trip of Switzerland, which involved lots of walking tours. After two hours of walking in hilly terrain I was in so much pain that I had to rest, and too sore to move for days after – which put some serious limitations on the amount of enjoyment I got out of that holiday. During my summer holiday at Lake Garda this year, not a day went by that didn’t involve some sort of activity – whether it was exploring the nearby mountains, long runs along the coast, morning yoga and evening workouts in the garden of my holiday home, or in fact discovering that it’s entirely possible to stand on your head on a fricking surfboard in the middle of a lake.

And that’s what it’s all about really. Three years ago I struggled to walk up the road, now I can run up hills and enjoy it, lift some pretty heavy-ass weights, stand my ground in martial arts…and I’m having so much fun pushing the limits of what my body can do while getting stronger all the time.


Digging out and posting those photos from 2013 took some courage but it was important to remember where I started and how far I’ve come since. My fitness, my strength and my figure are all still works in progress, and they probably always will be because there’s always room for improvement. But for now I’m very happy with where I am. I feel not only comfortable in my body, but I’m actually proud to show it – and that’s an entirely new experience for me.

One of my friends commented on this picture saying, “Even your body language is different.” Of course it is. On the left I’m painfully aware that I’m being captured in a moment where I’m utterly uncomfortable with both how I look and how I feel. Look at me basically trying to disappear inside myseslf! On the right, I’m in the middle of my first ever family album photo shoot where I’m not begging my parents to put down the camera, but in fact happy to pose for another picture, and another, and another.

So that’s the story. My transformation isn’t as huge as most you see on that hashtag because I wasn’t that much bigger when I started – I only lost around 15kg altogether. But in terms of the impact it had on my life, my health, and how I feel, you could say I’m a whole different person now. And I do see that in those photos.

#werunlondon: Nike’s 10k makes a pretty damn awesome first race!

Last weekend I did my first race, and it was awesome. After almost a year of getting into running, getting to grips with asthma, getting up to 10k and, eventually, getting totally addicted, I can only say there’s nothing better than crossing an official finish line – especially when there are 10,000 other women crossing it with you.

On Sunday 10,000 runners descended on Victoria Park, which had been transformed by Nike into a proper little sports festival. It felt absolutely amazing being part of this event – from spotting the first runner on the way to my local station at 8am, to being on a Tube train full of women in their orange race shirts grinning excitedly at each other, to the cheers from supporters all along the trackside (including a brass band and a classical string quartet) to earning our “wings” in the shape of a beautiful silver finisher’s necklace.

My first post-run selfie. Expect many more.

Nike is brilliant at supporting women’s sports – I’ve already gone on about that at length. But they really are; they offer free training classes for everything from HIIT to yoga and running, they’ve got a ton of brilliant material in their free app, and oh boy do they know how to put on a race!

As a first-time runner who had never been to a race, I felt really well looked after. They provided all the information, a race pack including a shiny running top, and on the day everything was perfectly organised and signposted. I’d been quite nervous about how exactly stuff would work, but once I got there I could just chill, focus and get on with my race.


I did it in 50:04 minutes, which I’m ever so slightly gutted about because I was aiming for a sub-50. But, according to my GPS watch, I also ran 10.2k rather than a precise 10, so I guess I’m there or thereabouts. And instead of being so bloody ambitious all the time, I’m just going to be happy with that result. AND TRAIN HARDER FOR THE NEXT ONE. (Which is in about a month’s time, in case you’re wondering.)

Post-race, somewhat ruffled and knackered.

Another thing that has absolutely inspired me was the level of fitness on display at the race – I have never seen so many fit, strong, kick-ass women in one place. And although I’ve always been a bit of a loner when it comes to training, avoiding running groups and keeping well away from gyms and classes, I’ve decided that it might just be more fun doing some of my workouts in company. So while I’m still high on that post-race buzz, I’ve signed myself up to my first NTC class and a yoga class.

And then I think I need a running club, and a crew and most of all more races!

How I got off my arse and got fit and healthy…one burpee at a time

Around a year and a half ago I hit a physical low. Five years into a busy office-based job, my life consisted of long, stressful days at the office complete with London commutes from hell, which usually ended with me curling up on the sofa drained of all energy, with a big meal and a glass of wine for comfort. And repeat.

Of course the pounds started piling up. Within two years I’d gone up three dress sizes. I also developed stress-based IBS – the kind where you go to your doctor every two weeks because you’re in too much pain to go to work, and they send you home with the helpful suggestion to just be less stressed at work. Most days my pain was so bad I couldn’t have worked out if I’d wanted to, and looking like six months pregnant from the IBS bloating didn’t help. My usually mild asthma got ridiculous, to the point where I couldn’t walk up the road for ten minutes without struggling for breath. I also caught colds at a rate of one a month.

In short, I felt terrible inside my body.

Then one day in September 2013, I had this thought. A series of thoughts, in fact:

  • I am 28.
  • I shouldn’t feel this run-down.
  • My parents, at 55, are fitter than I am. Hell, my 75-year-old granny can out-walk me.
  • And my body is probably trying to tell me something with these chronic illnesses.

The solution, of course, was the dreaded mantra: lose weight and get fit.

A diet was out of the question, because I just can’t not eat full, regular meals. My blood sugar goes all over the place if I cut down or skip a meal. (Yes, I got tested for all that stuff and it’s not diabetes, just metabolism-related apparently). And besides, I wanted more than a quick diet. I wanted a full body and life change.

So I went and got fit.

I started walking to work and back – forty minutes, twice a day. Rain or shine, heatwave or snow: no excuses.

Being as unfit as I was I didn’t even consider embarrassing myself at the gym, so I tried Nike+ Kinect Training for the Xbox. The game is certainly a good starting point for extreme couch potatoes. It assesses you and adjusts to your level of fitness – however low – and gently ups you week after week. And it gives you proper workouts, not the standard sensor-based games of wave-your-arms-and-jump-around-a-bit.

It was hard work. Honestly, it was freaking hard work AND IT HURT. It hurt in every muscle of my body and it hurt in my lungs. But I stuck with it, doing cardio and weight exercises four to five days a week, for at least half an hour each. And within weeks, I could feel it doing me a whole lot of good. The pounds fell off me. Flab tightened up.

By the new year, after three months of Nike+ Kinect Training, I reached a level where the exercises weren’t much of challenge any more. So I shopped around for a new workout.

And what I found changed my life.

Sticking with Nike because I liked their approach, I tried the Nike+ Training Club (NTC) app. It is quite possibly the best app ever made, giving you a ton of free workouts for everything from cardio to serious weights and exercises tailored to specific body parts. It has video instructions for every move, times you and talks you through each workout. I can tell you, with this app, my workouts got serious.

Nike Training Club - easily the best app I've ever tried
Nike Training Club – easily the best app I’ve ever tried

Within six months of working out with the NTC app three to four times a week, my body changed more than I ever could have dreamed. I got abs. I got a killer waist. I started building muscles all around my arms and shoulders. Fat just disappeared. My whole posture changed: I sat and walked more upright and my whole body was stronger and more energised.

By now I’ve shrunk out of all my clothes, my dress size dropping from medium/large to XS, my waist tightening from size 31 to 26 and, yeah, I also dropped two bra sizes – but tell you what, small boobs suit me just fine! I’ve never felt so happy and at home in my body. Of course shape is a matter of taste (and I do have some friends who now feel the urge to feed me). But as I’m only 164cm (5’4″) tall, I think this is just the right size for me. And another first: I have full body confidence – that’s a whole new world of being me.

July 2014, after nine months of workouts: Hello waist and skinny jeans!

2014 results: core sorted. 2015 goal: sixpack.

But most importantly, I’m healthy.

While I was busy transforming my body, my health improved beyond anything I could have imagined. I even got fit enough to start running, which I had never even considered possible before. It has helped me get leaner and improved my breathing to the point where, after five months, my asthma is now confirmed as ‘under control’. I still get stomach aches after a particularly stressful day at work, but they’re a lot less frequent and severe and a light workout usually deals with the problem. I also haven’t had a cold in more than a year.

Most amazingly, I found that no matter how stressed out and tired I am when I get home from work, a run or a workout will leave me feeling a lot more relaxed and energetic – meaning I can actually do something fun or productive with my evening.

I’m proud of all this because, before I started working out, I hated the very word ‘exercise’. I emphatically did not run and you wouldn’t have caught me dead in a gym. (In fact you still won’t catch me in a gym, because all I need for my workouts is a stretch of road or two square metres of floor space.) But I figured that if I really wanted to make my body better – in the sense of healthier and lasting for a few more decades – I just had to start looking after it.

Now I run five miles twice a week, I do strength and toning workouts twice a week and I eat a load of healthy food, in sensible portions. Getting to this point wasn’t easy – there were many moments when I hated the exercises, hated the pain and hated myself for choosing to do this. But it got easier every week and today I actually crave these workouts; they’re fun and you feel amazing afterwards.

I’m thirty in April and my body finally feels about right for my age. And I’m planning to keep it that way.

My body + this: the only gym I’ll ever need.