24/07/2026
The hardest part wasn't the injury. It was staying patient.
Earlier this year, I tore my calf muscle playing padel.
One minute I was rushing around at 100 miles an hour, exercising regularly and packing as much as possible into my days.
The next, I could barely walk.
I felt like I'd lost part of myself.
What followed wasn't a dramatic recovery.
There was no miracle fix.
Instead, there were stretches. Exercises. Tiny movements.
Several times a day. Every day.
After the first few weeks it became much harder to stsy in track.
I wasn't back exercising. I wasn't back playing padel. I couldn't see the finish line.
That's when it would have been easy to give up.
Thankfully, I had an expert in my corner. My physiotherapist, Nicola ❤️
Every time I saw her, she assessed where I was, tweaked the plan and reassured me that progress was happening, even when I couldn't see it.
Three weeks ago, I got back to playing padel.
Since then, I've been on court almost every day.
I've got that feeling back of being me again.
This experience reminded me so much of the journeys my nutrition clients go through.
When you're trying to improve your eating habits, lose weight, improve your health or rebuild routines after life gets in the way, the finish line can seem a very long way off.
The temptation is to look for the quickest solution.
But lasting change rarely comes from drastic action.
It comes from small steps, repeated consistently.
Thank you, Nicola, for helping me trust the process.
