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

I came late to the world of fitness. I did not enter the industry as a fresh faced teen. That is part of what makes it such a joy now. I genuinely love introducing people to movement, and watching them discover what exercise can give them, physically and emotionally. However as a business owner I am often forced to challenge myself with tasks that are completely new, and definitely outside my comfort zone.  For example -  I was recently invited by one of my mentors, Mish Wrig

Does the Tan Fade Faster Than the Inner Glow? The flights are booked, the passports are out, and the countdown has begun. My clients are already halfway to their getaway in their minds , whether that’s Thailand, skiing in Canada, or European beaches — dreaming of movement, freedom, and time away from routine. There’s a particular glow that appears before a holiday. Eyes sparkle. Shoulders drop. Outlook improves. Suddenly protein is still important… but so is gelato (or pad Th

It’s July in Melbourne and everyone has vanished. My clients, my friends, my extended family. Off to Bali, Noosa, Thailand, anywhere with sun and cocktails. I wasn’t offended. People need a break. A chance to reset, reconnect or escape the relatives they just reconnected with over school holidays. With the gym unusually quiet and no wait for coffee, I sat with my morning latte and had what I can only describe as a mildly profound moment. Maybe this winter migration north wasn

I listened to a podcast yesterday. I enjoy them, little bite-sized nuggets of knowledge that make me feel more informed, slightly clever, and just worldly enough to drop fun facts into conversation. They’re also fantastic tools for distracting clients between sets, while I subtly increase their load without them noticing. (Oops… was that a trade secret?) The podcast in question explored the science of happiness. Now, I’ll admit, until recently, I dismissed happiness as a bit

I was training clients in the gym a couple of days ago when a familiar face walked through the door. A older woman ( and I say that respectfully as I’m in no position to be ageist at this stage of life) I knew from the big box gym I used to work at before I opened my own space . She smiled and asked if I remembered her. Of course I did. Her face radiated warmth and character, the kind of expression that tells you someone has lived fully and collected plenty of stories along

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 of

I’ve always loved a good huffy puffy cardio class. I leave sweaty, a little flushed, energized . Tick that exercise box for the day. Over time, I was doing the classes more religiously, and seeing no results. So wrong. So unfair.  Well , didn’t it come as a HUGE shock to me after studying, researching and building my knowledge bank as a Menopausal strength and mobility trainer,  that as a perimenopausal woman, this form of exercise is doing nothing more than working my heart