Like most of us, after 40 something years on the planet, I’ve enjoyed some exciting experiences and achievements. For example, when I was nine I won a disco dancing competition at the local skate rink and proudly took home a Chaka Khan record (that I never played as we didn’t have a record player, but I couldn’t have been happier), on safari in South Africa I bumped into Michael Jackson (as you do...

 Lets get physical

Have you read Part 1?  How I lost 15kgs in 12 weeks - Part 1.

As expected, the first session involved the scales. A full-blown weigh in with all kinds of statistics about body fat and muscle mass. ‘The moment of truth,’ Daniel had said. I hadn’t stepped on the scales for a long time - years. I had not been able to face what I knew would be confronting news.

The moment of truth was...

18 months ago and today.

There is no way I am getting a personal trainer.

Ever.

Personal trainers are for Hollywood movie stars or Real Housewives.

Not for me. And anyway, I had my dancing for exercise.

I’ve always loved to dance. I have an early childhood memory of skipping around our 1970’s deep orange wooden dining table, as the record player blared Nana Mouskouri. When I was five years old my mum s...