If I thought going running in my saggy jogging bottoms was daunting, wearing my swimming costume in public was a whole new level of anxiety - especially without my little human shield to wield in front of my mumtum. As part of efforts to mend my leg, I need to hit the pool (sans-child) to help build… Continue reading The secret to feeling good in a swimming costume (or why I’d go to Justin’s party).
After The Rain 