Fit for sixty? For once I’m struggling to find the right word.

Fit for thirty

In our late twenties Mr D and I decided we needed to do something about the weight gain and lack of fitness that had resulted from,

  1. Three pregnancies (me)
  2. Too much pasta (I blame the arrival of pesto to our supermarket shelves)
  3. A general satisfaction with family life

We embarked on our Fit for Thirty campaign.

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