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Well I do apologise; it has been a while since my last fitness post, Sex Burns and Sanitary Towels. That’s because I haven’t actually done any exercise since then – not purposefully, anyway. I mean there’s always the “rushing around after toddlers” fitness and the “going up and down the stairs” exercise (that old chestnut!), but in terms of actual, put-your-trainers-on-and-wish-you-were-still-in-bed fitness, I have done nothing.
I don’t know what possessed me to book a Barre class at 00.21 in the morning – perhaps I was just overjoyed that I’d managed to successfully change my password for the House Seven app, which is what you use to book cinema tickets and gym classes and events at the various Soho House outposts. I’d been trying to get back in to the bloody thing for about three months and it wouldn’t send me a reset link, so when I finally managed to crack the code, at a quarter past midnight, I was so excited I booked in to do every event for the next year. Flower arranging, artisan gin-making, learning how to forage, discovering bee-keeping. All of it. But when this morning rolled around and I’d only had three hours of uninterrupted sleep (I was solo night-shifting and I’m sure the sproglings ...