“I used to sit on the sidelines, now I take part!”

PULLING ON SOME LEGGINGS and buttoning up my best floral blouse, I headed out to celebrate my cousin’s birthday in January 2018. It had been a while since I’d had a night out because I’d mastered the art of making excuses. Since my sons Alfie, now 10, Frankie, now seven, and Jesse, now five, came along, I had become dependent on white, stodgy bread, eating as much as half a loaf a day. I’d gone from a Zumba-loving, active size 10 to a sluggish, unfit size 16 and I’d lost so much confidence that I’d tell my