On 19 July, I move from Battersea, SW11 to Dulwich, SE22, marking the end of an era for this Daisy.
There will be tears and there will be an emotional post (you can guarantee that), but there is also a lot of excitement as I enter this new stage of my life and move to an area I have only ever been to six times. extremely excited to be nesting, my credit card and cardboard city bedroom is testament to that.
One thing I am extremely sad and frustrated to leave (aside from my friends and brother of course) will be bootcamp, which I attribute to the only reason I can allow myself to stuff my face, nearly guilt free.
After discovering Fit For A Princess (terrible name, but hardcore trainers) four years ago, the intensive two week, 11-day, 75-minute bootcamps quickly came part of my daily routine. Flitting between Clapham Common and Wandsworth Common to maximise training opportunities, I signed up to back to back bootcamps throughout the first few spring and summers.
And then when I got really into it, I put myself through two entire winters of training in pitch black mornings, under layers of Heattech, slipping on ice as we ran between commons, nearly getting frost bite on my finger tips as we did press ups on the frozen ground and not being able to warm up, even after a 10 minute hot shower.
Ahhh, how I miss those days.
But not only ia FFAP utterly shape changing and works wonders for my fitness, I have also been lucky enough to make some great friends, girls who use bootcamp just as I do; live hard, play hard. We meet for champagne brunches and spend nights dancing on tables, just as much as we spend our early mornings grunting over burpes, press up relays and tricep dips, willing the instructor to count us down.
As I spend my last few days cycling to bootcamp across Clapham Common this next week, I’ll look back on how I have watched spring turn into summer, into autumn, into winter and then back into spring, and I’ll be thankful for how these morning sessions help to push that reset button each morning; no matter what happened at work the day before, or what drama I have to face once I get into the office, this next hour is mine.
Watch us kicking ass here.
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