Before I had my first child back in September 2009 I was a member of a gym. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some kind of fitness fanatic, but I was aware that exercise was unavoidable if you wish to have any semblance of a figure post-30. I would run on the treadmill, spend some time on the cross trainer, the rowing machine and do a few of the weight machines for core strengh. I also combined that with going for a run, particularly in the summer months.
The hubster was, and still is, a bit of a fitness fanatic. He religiously runs and goes to the gym, does weights, enters competitive runs and takes part in our local Park Run every Saturday morning, even if he was working late the night before. (His dad reckons it’ll be the death of him 🙂 ).