I write a week late. Going into another lockdown, falling off the band wagon, feeling so disheartened that I will never get there. That is the despair my heart has faced since my last post. My biggest challenge is not creating habits, or support. I don't have an addiction or a diabolic condition impacting my…

Continue reading ➞ 17 to go.

We left off on a new magical adventure to a world of hurt, diet and deadline. A place where we need to get off our asses and start making real change and progress. Having the week start with my birthday was probably a bad idea. Like most of my past times since moving to Melbourne,…

Continue reading ➞ Week 19.