47/365 Squat
Here I am performing a squat while holding my phone. I’m doing a squat (one of about 120 today) because I’m trying to ‘get fit’. Getting fit seems to involve…
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39/365 Bandy Legs
Here I am performing some leg raises. I apologise for this public picture of my chicken legs. I have been attempting to improve my fitness for a few years now.…
Running myself into the ground
In recent weeks I have started a bit of a fitness regime. I have been feeling my age for a few years, and while I didn’t really have to put…
So I ran a 5K
So, it’s 2016 and I’m not getting any younger. The last few years have seen me display some slight signs of the impending decreptude inherent in the aging process, of…
Peak fitness
Back in the day (and I mean way back) I used to really enjoy the odd day traipsing about in the hills with friends. I ended up lugging my (then)…
Knees a-poppin’
I would like to publicly announce the following: I’m a bloody idiot. I’m married to a nurse. Nurses know medically-related information about all sorts of afflictions and injuries. People should…
Can I do 100 press-ups?
I keep talking about improving my fitness and over the last few years I actually have done a little more exercise than I’m used to. However, getting on the cross-trainer…
My glorious football career could be over
Well, all good things have to come to an end, eventually. It seems that my knackered old limbs are incapable of sustaining my inelegant lurches around the football pitch. I’ve…
Wanting new joints
I’ve been suffering with a very poorly left knee over the last few weeks after a small tangle with a burly Yorkshireman on a football pitch. It’s taken a while…
Why I really shouldn’t do sports
As expected, but later than I thought, I seem to have temporarily stuffed up one of my limbs playing football. Even during my younger years I seemed prone to hurting…
Sticking the boot in
I’m really starting to enjoy this footballing lark, even if I do seem to pick up a different injury every time I play. I’m still a rank amateur and one…
Stuffed. Good and proper
Wednesday afternoons sees me lugging this old frame around a football pitch for an hour. You’d think that at 38 I’d have had a good bash at playing football but,…