‘Erm…do you want my kidney?’
A bead of sweat rolled down my face as I puffed around the block. It was October 2015 and I’d decided to go for a run, but I was already regretting it.
Why do people do this to themselves? I thought as I hobbled back home.
I was used to chilling on the sofa, had a layer of blubber to show for it.
But I’d recently got talking to a group of Lycraclad fitness fans at the coffee shop where I worked.
They’d invited me to a gym class – so I’d met up with them at a local
