Jules’ Diary: Week 1

It started when I saw myself in a shop window reflection eating a croissant the size of my head. I didn’t recognise her – the woman in the oversized hoodie, slumped posture, tired eyes. She looked... not like me. And that hit. So I came home, opened my laptop, and instead of buying another self-help book, I bought a pair of TYNA leggings recommended by a friend. That felt like a win. And I haven’t moved properly in three years, unless you count panic-cleaning before guests.

This week’s movement: a 15-minute walk. I played the “Get Walking” playlist. Yes, I felt like an imposter. Yes, my thighs and knees hurt a bit. But I walked with purpose (to the shop, but still). I even passed a mirror and stood a bit taller.

Mini Rant:
Why is the first step the hardest? Why did I feel like everyone was watching me when I walked into the park in activewear? Literally no one cared. Except me. Why do I need permission to prioritise my health again? I’m taking it anyway.

TYNA Tip:
My new TYNA leggings held in my jiggly bits, didn’t roll down, didn’t make me feel like a sausage. 10/10 would strut in again. Paired with a sports bra and vest. Felt like an off-duty celeb (in my head).

Real Talk:
Studies show women in midlife find it hardest to reintroduce exercise – we’re juggling ageing parents, jobs, hormonal chaos and invisible emotional weight. That’s why slow starts matter. No bootcamps. Just breathe and move.

What’s next:
I’ve signed up for a Pilates class. And I’ve already warned my pelvic floor. Let’s see what cracks first – my core or my pride.