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Last week at my grandmother’s funeral I was engaging with some light conversation to be polite as you do, when someone I’m vaguely related to asked me “If I wasn’t too old to still be teaching” Now this individual has always had about as much subtlety as a Trump Golf...

I’m guessing the answer is yes, I’m also going to assume you are wandering why I’m interested. You will already know my fascination with human behaviour, what motivates us to change aspects of our lives & what prevents us from not doing so. We are a gorgeous...

If I had a pound for everyone who told me that Pilates was good for back pain I would have paid off my mortgage years ago, as it stands I still owe the bank a considerable amount and my hope lies solely in winning on my NS&I bonds each month. Joseph Pilates, we...

I’ve been teaching exercise & Pilates for almost 25 years and throughout this time I’m seen multiple fitness trends come and go. Quick fixes & transformational promises have always been popular & have largely created the Wellness & fitness industry...

I'm a dancer, I used to say I 'was' a dancer like somehow one day I woke up and years of dance training had suddenly abandoned my body & psyche, and then my ballet teacher said these seemingly innocuous words to someone also nervously joining the class 'once a...

Its that time of year again, perhaps you've spent December enjoying good company, going out a little more, seeing family, friends and enjoying life a little more than usual. Perhaps you've found yourself in difficult company, and functions you didn't want to be at and...

Last August I turned 50 years old, to be honest my mother in law had died shortly before and a birthday really seemed somehow less relevant. My husband and I had spent the previous five months navigating the health and social care system, day by day, sometimes hour by...

Last Friday morning I was teaching in my studio as usual, like many mornings full of clients, street noise & the postman knocking nothing seemed out of the ordinary. And then I heard screaming, the ear piercing, stop you in your tracks screaming. So ensuring my...

Women my age… Not so long ago my husband was out cycling with a friend, and whilst chatting through whatever it is men in lycra on bikes chat about, they got to talking women their own age, to clarify in this case women north of 50. Much to the bafflement of my...