There’s a certain type of yoga devotee that gets my hackles up. Most don’t, you understand, most are just fine and dandy. I have many friends who love and even teach yoga and they don’t bother me one bit. However, in gyms, there is a certain type. Let’s call her...

Dear Spinning, I saw your friends in the gym long before I met you. These people would come clattering out of a studio on weird clumpy shoes, florid, smug, cascading sweat from their gaudy lycra. Clip-clopping across the floor in bright colours with steam rising from...

At the time of writing, I am a 50 year old personal trainer. Before I was a personal trainer I was someone with a keen interest in fitness. Before I was interested in fitness I was an enthusiastic smoker and before that (or if I’m honest, overlapping a bit) I was at...