EDITOR’S LETTER
RESET * I first started working out properly at the age of 16. And yes, it was to impress a girl. It took six months of solid training to shed 10 kilos. I felt more confident, my studies improved and I got the girl. While that relationship lasted only a swift three dates, with little more than a cheeky hand-hold at the train station after school, in the process I did manage to find my true life partner: fitness. Since that time, I’ve trained almost every day of my life. There were the occasional days off, sure – days spent in transit, perhaps a bad case of the flu or the day following a particularly brutal break-up. For the most part, however, nothing gets in the way of at least 45 mins…