I am sweating at a marriage-threateningly unattractive rate When I was filming in the US a couple of years ago, I saw an advert for a spin bike with a screen on it that meant you could log in and do classes at home. I watched the ad for 30 seconds and was immediately convinced that the only reason I wasn’t absolutely ripped was because this piece of equipment was absent from my life. This is something I have done with a lot of exercise equipment. I am a marketeer’s dream. I bought about four iterations of that roller thing for abs that everyone was using years ago, because I was so taken in by the various “advancements” that were promised. It seems ludicrous now: I was eating whatever I wanted while genuinely believing that 10 minutes of gentle rocking would effectively counteract everything else.
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