So it’s been a week of highs and lows. Yesterday I tried and failed to find a bikini for the summer holidays……yes feel my pain. Every woman reading this right now will know exactly how soul-destroying that can be. And every man reading this will roll their eyes knowingly and remember the moments they have been caught up in the vortex that is clothes shopping that doesn’t go well…..

Happily my husband was, as is traditional in our house, nowhere near me when I went shopping and so was safe from the immediate fallout. The trouble is those bright changing rooms with mirrors all around them. You never get to see yourself from behind and I now realise there is a very good reason for that…..And even worse it makes you feel so miserable that all you want to do is go and have a coffee and a cake. Oh dear.

So inspired by my failure to look like Elle 'the body' Macpherson in a two-piece, I shall be hitting the gym even harder today. On the plus side I have been making tentative progress since my Kingston nadir. I did a good 4-mile interval training session on Monday, today will be a stepping and cycling session and I shall be hitting the streets at the weekend where I will probably do a 5-mile run.

I have also returned for my follow-up back massage which was a triumph. I was allocated a different therapist and she wasn’t, how can I put it, quite as vigorous as her predecessor……so happily the air was not alive with the sound of cracking vertebrae. Indeed because my back has been a tad troublesome of late, I am pondering doing a spot of pilates to give it a bit more flexibility.

I’ve never tried it before but I know that people rave about it. And if it’s good enough for Miley Cyrus, who is a devotee apparently, then it must be good enough for me. I also love the idea of looking good, or "awwwsome" as our Miley would no doubt put it, in Abercrombie and Fitch. The reality I fear would be more Waynetta Slob…..oh well at least I am in all things a realist…… I will of course let you know how it goes. Have a super Bank Holiday weekend. Toodle pip.