Ballet, beach balls and growing up … a recipe for obesity

Dance was a delight of my childhood. I went to Theaterama ballet school, in the basement of one of our beautiful old Adelaide buildings. After school one day a week I would catch the bus to ballet, returning Saturday mornings for further classes. I studied classical ballet (Chechetti method for the ballet enthusiasts!) modern dance,

And then … an unexpected glitch

Gym sessions were progressing well given I had turned up each day of the weekend for a workout.  I was off to a great start to the week, presenting a 2 day Ausmed diabetes conference to update the participants in their diabetes care skills. Consequently I was on my feet all day and on Monday night

Jayne’s ‘turn back the clock’ journey begins!

Apprehensive, my youngest daughter Charlotte and I made our way up the steps to Goodlife gym in Mitcham, South Australia … and what do I do? Trip up said steps in full view of reception!  There’s nothing like making an entrance as my diabetes colleagues can attest I have been known to do with friend and