What a great morning I’ve had! Yes, I know, that’s a bold opening. But I genuinely have a pep in my step today. You see, my morning has been full of positivity and joy, and I can’t help but want to pass that on. There must be something in the air (⚠️ warning: shameless self-promotion incoming) because the moment I stepped through the doors at Wonder Woman Fitness this morning , the good vibes just kept rolling in like the most delightful tsunami imaginable. My first client o

My friend recently ran a raffle to raise money for a sporting charity. A genuinely wonderful cause helping underprivileged kids join sports teams they otherwise couldn’t afford. The benefits of movement start young, and being part of a team can literally change a child’s life. Kids who grow up in sport are less likely to drift into gangs, drugs, or that “wrong crowd” we all warned each other about in the 90s. I may sound 105 years old saying it, but it’s true. History has sho

Listening to your body. But which voice are we listening to? On the rare occasion I do a yoga class, there is a mantra I keep hearing. “Listen to your body.” I find this fascinating, particularly when I compare the yoga space to my gym space. In the gym, the floor is scattered with heavy equipment. Kettlebells, barbells, plates. Objects that exist for one purpose only. To challenge you. The room is unapologetically upright, demanding and noisy. The yoga studio, on the other h

The ‘Why’ Is as Important as the ‘How’ A man came up to me at the gym while I was doing really high step-ups. He looked concerned. “Excuse me,” he said, “I don’t think you should be stepping up that high . You’ll rupture your ACL.” Ah, the unsolicited-advice-giver. Every gym has one. So I asked him, politely but curiously, why he thought that would cause an injury. See, in my training philosophy, I don’t just exercise for exercise’s sake. I train for life. For adventure. For

Summer is here. The mornings are lighter, the air is warmer, and the kookaburras are laughing far too early. Most people see the longer days and think, “Beach weather!” I see something else entirely: park workouts and early morning runs without gloves. It’s that magical window where we can finally ditch the “T-shirt, windcheater, jacket, umbrella just in case” combo and stride out in one confident layer. I‘m aware as a PT I specialise in strength and mobility but I do love ru

I sold my car and accidentally upgraded my fitness. Not a sporty little number. The classic mum-of-three people mover…on steroids. For years it ferried my girls and half of Malvern from netball to cheerleading to sixteenth birthday parties. It hauled groceries, gym equipment, Facebook Marketplace finds and the occasional mystery item I’m still not sure why I bought. There was room for everything and everyone. Then my children all learned to drive. Suddenly, I didn’t need seve

My client is moving house. It’s been a three-year build, and I honestly feel like I’ve been right there on site with her. Every brick, every slab of concrete, every delay, dodgy tradie, and blown-out quote . I’ve heard it all. I may have gotten a little too emotionally involved in the powder room tile selection. I still think a wallpapered feature wall would have given it the wow factor. But it’s been fun. Probably because my credit card wasn’t part of the process. What I did

We are living in the age of shortcuts. Everyone is searching for the one thing that promises fast results, instant change, and preferably very little effort. Last night over dinner, my friends and I were deep in discussion about a new face mask. Apparently, the Korean face mask is the secret to youthful skin. Put it on before bed, leave it on overnight, wake up glowing, smooth, radiant. Like you’ve quietly reversed time while you slept. You already know how this ends. I put o

We were planning a big family dinner—one of those once-a-year events where everyone gathers and the planning takes on a life of its own. The WhatsApp messages start flying two weeks out: “What can I bring?” “What time do you want us?” “Janine has a new boyfriend. Is he invited?” “Bob is now lactose intolerant. Don’t go to any extra effort—just thought you should know.” ( names have been changed to protect the innocent ) The excitement builds and dips in equal measure. And whi

I’m training for an event. The event itself doesn’t matter. What matters is that for the last few months I’ve had a purpose. A new framework to my day. Maybe I’m strange, but I love working towards something that exists completely outside the usual pressures of life. It’s like putting on a fresh pair of glasses and suddenly seeing everything in sharper focus. My days have been shaped by the question: “Does this choice get me closer to my goal?” I’m eating to fuel, sleeping li