A new year and a fresh start.
That’s what we hope and wish for.
In keeping with the theme of moderation, balance and the day-by-day approach, I have made a fresh start at the gym. I am going, doing my best but not expecting a miracle. The main point is to go and to go regularly.
A new year means new exercise gear.
You know that completely female idea that if we wear the right clothing somehow our performance will be enhanced. This may well be nonsense but who am I to fight the logic. I am kitted out and happy to be facing the brights when I bend and lift.
I don’t know why it is ok to draw attention to the feet and not the body but I absolutely love the fashion for colourful trainers. I might be cloaked in grey and black lycra but my feet are dazzling in a rainbow of colours. If you had told me a few years ago I would crush on gym shoes and covet a multitude of hues, like I do a Manolo silk pump, I would have begged to disagree.
The good news, the Nikes are as colourful as a Manolo Hangisi but nowhere near as savage on the bank account.
A little more female justification going on here. xv
Fresh Start / Start Fresh
images, jean -paul goude, for french elle 1966