Giving Kids A Sporting Chance

Friday, 29 May 2009

I’m no athlete. No sprinter, leaper, kicker, shooter, no no, not me. Sure, I’ve had periods in my life where I’ve worked my body into a shin-splinted ball of muscle. I’ve been variously addicted to netball, surfing, volleyball, swimming, aerobics, weight-lifting, yoga and pilates – in that order, but these sessions have always been short-lived.

It hasn’t taken me long to slip into a self-imposed sabbatical from exercise – usually at a time when I’ve probably needed its stress-busting, mind-numbing effects the most. Post-love affair. Post-loss-of-my-mother. Post-children. Mid-overworkload. Mid-choc attack.


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