Having realised I was unhappy with my current body, I've used it as an excuse to find my gym drive again. On reflection although I was still going to the gym, I had become complacent, and had stopped pushing myself.
So I've kicked myself up the arse a bit, and working smarter.
Weights should be tough to lift. I'm already seeing my old muscles popping up to say hello again. Woohoo.
I'm wearing my Freya running pants and a Sweaty Betty vest.