Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
For over a week now my stomach has been gripped with anxiety and fear has been a constant companion. As someone who isn’t known particularly to fret it is a curious sensation to be on a knifes edge all day long, tottering near the prepice, unsure as to when and if the house of cards…
[subscribe2]As 2012 starts to slowly shuffle around picking up his bits and packing his bags, I find myself biting my fist resisting the urge to help him on his way and shove him out the door. I can see 2013 lingering at the doorway, politely coughing and stamping his feet to try and keep warm.…