So, I’ve gone against all my morals (and trust me, I don’t have many) and decided to get fit.
I’ve never been into exercise, I went to Cavewoman twice and Body Toning twice, before deciding that neither hardcore weight-lifting nor moderate-core stretching were really for me.
When I was younger I was very much into my extra-curricular activities – dancing, gymnastics, netball and athletics – but as I got older, I discovered that you can’t eat an entire box of Fab ice lollies (that’s eight frozen delights) and four packets of crisps every afternoon, while maintaining a generally horizontal way of life without getting a little flabby.
The only moving about I do nowadays is a 40 minute walk every evening once I come home from work, so it’s safe to assume (given my staple diet is doughnuts and WKD) that I need a little more work.
One of my only ‘hobbies’ is watching TV, in particular, the sheer genius that is MTV’s Geordie Shore (it really is that good).
I appreciate the no-nonsense approach that Geordies possess, so when Vicky from the show released a fitness DVD, I was, to use the most appropriate phrase, on it like a car bonnet.
Vicky has lost three stone and dropped from a size 16 to a size 6 through a daily ten minute exercise routine – ten minutes. I repeat, ten minutes. Even in my ridiculously unhealthy and unfit state, I’d like to think I could manage ten minutes.
So why the sudden fitness epiphany?
The aim: I’m not getting any younger and a good metabolism is definitely no longer a given. While I don’t have any particular desire to lose any weight, I’d just like to be more…toned.
I also made the mistake of buying a dress from Matalan which turned out to be from the Abbey Clancy range (and I ain’t Abbey Clancy).
The sequin bodycon dress is beautiful, but as the great Edith Head once said: “Your dresses should be tight enough to show you’re a woman and loose enough to show you’re a lady.”
At the minute, I’m definitely not a lady in the dress. So, wish me luck – I’m going to need it.
– love Stef x