Me and my body have known each other for 25 years, 9 months and 8 days and a few hours now, give or take. My body has abled me to walk, talk, grow, learn, run and survive for all this time and I have been guilty of not looking after it well enough.
We push our bodies to their limits. We pile on the stress, we pile on the pounds, we starve ourselves, we put them through fad diets and we get too much or too little exercise.
Me and my body have had a funny relationship for a long time now - probably for most of my adult life and I am starting to notice it more and more.