It’s never too late to get moving

HALFWAY through the year, I’m looking back on resolutions. It’s called taking stock and worth doing, because I don’t believe in being ‘easy’ on myself. My NY resolutions are the same year on year — and we’ll come to them in a minute.

But first to revisit my birthday vow last October, which reads like this: ‘I make few concessions to reaching 75, other than to tone down my home-applied hair colour — having decided I was starting to resemble a carrot past its sell-by date’.

Well, the auburn is back because I decided light brown was too dull, and I reckon you can do what you want at any age. I no longer wear teetering heels (such a shame) because of hip problems, but flats or block heels feel just as good.

Who cares what I’m wearing or my hair colour anyway? As you get older you want to please yourself but for me, making an effort should never stop.

Which brings me on to those New Year resolutions. Each year I vow to cut down on alcohol and take more exercise — and I’ve done it!

Believe me, I still like a drink (or three!) and regular readers might remember last week’s confession about sending an angry, opinionated text after ‘a few drinks’. No pedestal for me.

But in general I have cut down, and can achieve two (or even a miraculous three) nights without a vodka and tonic.

All the money saved on clothes and makeup this year (just one mascara and one simple summer dress bought since January) I spend on exercise. Each Tuesday I have a one-to-one session with a personal trainer called Jenny, and each Thursday it’s personal Pilates (at home) with Juliet. What would I do without them?

I love lifting weights and boxing in the gym, and the Pilates stretches are essential for flexibility. A couple of times a week I dance around at home with weights.

Why not go for it? It’s never too late to start moving.