Fresh news for a healthier lifestyle
On the 3rd of April, with only four weeks to my 60 mile walk, I walked a small part of the West Highland Way. This was one of my late husband’s most favourite walks, so a nostalgic journey for me. I At Glasgow airport I met up with Su, my friend of 43 years, who had travelled up from Cardiff. I don’t know why I always choose to walk with super fit people but Su is super fit – running most mornings, with a personal trainer in tow twice a week who thinks nothing of jogging up a Welsh Peak on a weekend. Continue reading >
Continuing my quest to get fit, I persuaded an experienced hill walker to help me. Not too many uphills, I pleaded. So on a very wet day we set off for Knockhill in Largs. We navigated incredibly muddy paths and the gentle spiral footpath to the top. In Victorian days, horse-drawn carriages took the ‘well to do’ to the top with their picnic hampers. I managed the uphill fine as it was not too steep or too far – 4 miles in total. So, with that one under my belt, and delighted that the sun had shone the whole time, we took a ferry ride to Cumbrae (a small island just off the West coast). Arriving in the main town (the only town), Millport, we walked along the sea front and back before dinner. It was only two miles but it made me feel that I had earned my food. Remembering Earle’s advice from before that it was ok to eat chips after a walk, I reckoned it would be fine to add a bit of fish to that! I wasn’t sure if a small red wine would do any harm, but I risked it anyway. Ok… two small red wines. Continue reading >
Here’s the story of the first of my walks on my ‘get fit’ mission, followed by some sound advice from training manager, Earle. Continue reading >
You may have seen on our Facebook page that my sister, Rebecca, is taking on a fantastic but major challenge from March to May as she circumnavigates the Welsh border to raise awareness and funds for Shelter Wales. It will be a grand total of 1,050 miles over approximately 10 weeks. I’m sure you’ll agree, that’s quite a challenge for anyone, but I should add that due to an accident, Rebecca has a nail on one of her tibia, a plate on the fibula, two screws in her ankle and to top it off, a bad back! Continue reading >
The wombles said it, and they were perfectly correct. They, however, had delicious, nutritious meals provided for them by chère Madame Cholet, a reliable nursery for their young, and benevolent Uncle Bulgaria looking out for their welfare at all times. Slotting in a little daily exercise is not such a big ask under these circumstances. Most human lives differ slightly from this furry-footed ideal.
If you’ve set up a good exercise regime then the last thing you want is for the holidays to sabotage it. If you’re looking towards the New Year with vague ideas of miracles of movement then you will equally hope not to be pushed off track by the excesses of the intervening weeks. Continue reading >