I will take you back a little. I hit burnout. As I made my way out of it, I vowed I would invest in myself and that I would get back to that. Fast forward a couple of years and I slipped every so glamorously putting the bin out and broke my elbow. I also came away with quite honestly the most fantastic bruise all across my bum from the doorstep. I suddenly found myself in a position where I couldn’t move my body at the gym. I had done so much work over the past few years around my body image and mental health but what I hadn’t realised was how much I relied on the gym/moving my body. All of the work I had done felt like it was unravelling.

I did the biggest and bravest thing I could do and I started working with the best therapist. She has and continues to help me explore my emotions, feel my feelings, brave things I had buried, and really shine a light into how I feel about my body. But, I think the biggest thing I have learnt is to be kind to myself, learning to understand myself and to give the myself the same compassion I so deeply show others.