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Head Is Swimming

 It's been a funny 2 weeks, not as many gym classes thanks to the school holidays forcing teachers to take time off and lots of time stuck at my desk with my nose deeply into the online personal trainer course. Being totally honest if I'd known that it was a complicated as it is and with so many terms to remember I'm not so sure I'd have started.  Learning latin names at 16 might not have been too bad but at 58 it's hard going and there's times I'm reading passages about bones, muscles and their movements and after I finish reading it I haven't got the foggiest what I've just read.  Lucy at the gym gave me a great tip for this, paste it into ChatGPT and ask it to explain it to me like a teenage girl would.  OMG  way too funny. I'm just learning about spinal muscles and this is (an easier to understand than some  things we've been learning)  Extension through the initial 2-10° is through the elastic recoil theory. Following this, the erector s...

Food for thought

 Let me preface this by saying I am not a nutritionist, and I have no nutritional training (yet) so this is just my personal beliefs and the way I feel about food. I am a food addict, I love the taste, the smell, the feel of eating and the sense of satisfaction as it goes down the throat.  I'm also a feeder and as soon as I know someone is coming over to visit I think about what food & drink I can offer them, what have I got time to cook and how welcome/cared for it will make them feel, I'd be horrified if someone went home saying they were still hungry and what a poor host we were. I eat when I'm happy, I eat when I'm sad, I eat when I'm bored and I eat when there's any reason to.  There's very little I don't like, although I'll admit to being a prima donna about it being cooked to the standard I expect, whether that's a few quid at a greasy spoon or a lot of money at a fine dining restaurant. I've never really been skinny, as a child I ...

Ok, here goes, the story so far.

 For those who don't know me in real life I'm Sue (Suzanne to the bank and Mum when I've done something wrong).  57, a slightly porky housewife from Bristol, south west England, married to Ade for 37 years, 3 grown up kids and 4 grandsons.   To start(ish) on my story (sorry this is a long one) from housewife to personal trainer wannabe we have to go back to when I was about to hit the big 50 and I was diagnosed with an overactive thyroid.   This was a massive shock as I'd assumed the smallish weightloss I'd experienced was down to a hugely stressful time covering my own customer service role and that of the operations manager, I was logging on from home at 5am, going to the office at 7am and rarely getting home before 9pm.  This I thought was also why my familial tremors (sister and dad shake like jellies in a wind tunnel at times) were so bad I was struggling to eat peas from a fork without resorting to stabbing them. My Dr insisted on a blood test an...