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  If someone had told me 5 years ago that at 45 I’d be a non-smoking teetotal fitness fanatic who had recently run a half-marathon with 10,000 other people (finishing in 1hr 36, the top 4% of all female runners) and just signed up to become a personal trainer, I’d probably have guffawed in disbelief as I chomped on a giant bag of salt and vinegar Kettle Chips, then lit another cigarette, poured myself a large Pinot and dismissed them with a flick of the wrist as I sat back to watch another episode of my favourite show on the telly. Exercise was not a word in my vocabulary (unless you counted flinging myself around a nightclub until silly o’clock on a Saturday night).   Yet here I am, writing this, 14 months sober and wearing slinky Sweaty Betty in a size small (I’m an almost 6ft giant - I’d never been a small in anything  until a few years ago) having done a BodyPump class at the gym and been for a run; drinking coffee and getting excited to learn about muscle groups. (Wh...

I Drank. And Then I Didn’t.

The clock chimed midnight at the nightclub on New Year’s Eve. I drank. 

A birthday meal. I drank. 

Bad day at work. I drank. 

I worked out weeknights at the gym. I drank. 

I went out every weekend. I drank. 

I broke my wrist. I drank. 

The pandemic hit. I drank. I drank. 

And I drank. 



And then, halfway through 2020, I didn’t. 



I worked out weeknights at the gym. I didn’t drink.

I saw my friends at garden gatherings. I didn’t drink. 

I went out for meals. I didn’t drink. 

A tough day at work. I didn’t drink. 

Christmas. I didn’t drink. 

The pandemic hit harder. I didn’t drink. I didn’t drink. 

And I still didn’t drink. 


And I won’t. 






Day 150 💪🏻🥳


Sam x

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