Yes one year ago today on a Monday night in early January I turned up in too many clothes, grabbed my inhaler and got ready for an unforgettable hour.
I stopped every ten minutes, thought I was going to pass out and drove home feeling slightly unsure of whether I would ever go back.
To read my initial thoughts of Liberte, click here.
I stepped up my training and got fitter and fitter - click here to read how I felt after six months:
A slightly larger version of myself working out in Nowton Park last May |
I don’t want to come over all Carol Vorderman but let me dazzle with you with some basic maths: everyone who went to their first Liberte session last year will at some stage this year have their first anniversary.
And I'm sure you'll feel the same as how I do today.
I feel proud that I went to something like 130 sessions in 12 months and have trained in all the parks and taken part in a beach weekend, and when I look around from the people I saw in Bury at my first session I'm amazed at how much it's changed.
From one session on a Monday night to sessions in Norwich and Newmarket too all over the week.
I've changed too. I've started to eat much healthier, I can't wait to train, I want to train when it's miserable weather and even when I've got a cold like tonight, I know I'll feel better sweating it out in the park than feeling sorry for myself with a Lemsip and a blanket.
This year I'm keen to step it up. I stopped drinking alcohol on New Year's Eve at 10 seconds to midnight and have vowed not to touch a drop for the rest of the year.
I feel I would be kidding myself if I didn't do something different in year two - and I can't wait to see what happens to the rest of you when you hit your special anniversary later this year!
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