Shaping a new normal … up early on a Saturday morning

When my mum was the age I am now, she started going to the gym. She really enjoyed it. Despite already having a physical job – she was a school cleaner – she loved doing weights and cardio. I was in my early twenties and a few times I’d go along with her, but I wasn’t into it – probably too busy with my new boyfriend – and looking back didn’t really support her journey. Continue reading “Shaping a new normal … up early on a Saturday morning”