It’s official, I have osteoporosis already. That was an unexpected surprise. Having been told that my bones are like cinder toffee, it feels like I have a time bomb ticking inside my body. Don’t forget I have a tendency for the dramatic. My catastrophic thinking kicks in when I get a diagnosis.

I’m a fighter and I’ll keep exercising, eating healthily and most of all, working on my mental resilience. If my post-menopausal memory serves me well, Mum didn’t break anything until she was well into her 70’s or even her early 80’s. There’s no time to waste though. Adventures – here I come…