The B!tch is back…and she's brought The Grit Doctor along for the ride. What’s in your handbag? To-do lists scrawled on the back of receipts? An unpaid bill? Half a chocolate bar, covered in fluff? Is your handbag a metaphor for the rest of your life? Has becoming a capable, poised grown-up turned out to be more complicated than you imagined? If you answered yes to any of these questions, and if you're tired of the crappy stuff in life grinding you down, then it's time to stop whining and Get Your Sh!t Together.
"Not the book for me."
Is there a large arse-shaped dent in your sofa? Unwatched workout DVDs gathering dust on your shelves? An eye-wateringly expensive (and rarely used) gym membership burning a hole in your bank account? Does the sight of your wobbly thighs leave you cowering under the duvet? Then it's time you faced the truth: the only option is to lace up and hit the ground running. Straight-talking, funny, and brutally honest, Run Fat Bitch Run will give you - yes, you - the push you need to get out of the door, pounding the pavements and shedding pounds.
"No BS here"
The Grit Doctor is one tough task-mistress . . .First she instructed us to lace up our trainers in Run Fat B--ch run. Then she told us to clear the clutter in Get your S--t Together. Now she is ordering us to cut the crap and get real with our eating habits. Should you go gluten free? Does detoxing work? What exactly is a superfood? Does healthy eating have to involve obscure ingredients and complex recipes?
The marathon…. A word to strike fear into the hearts of all weekend runners; a challenge like no other. And you've just signed up. Bugger. But never fear, you are not alone. The Grit Doctor is back with a vengeance and she's determined to whip you into shape. With the Run Fat Bitch Run Marathon Plan you'll Find the motivation to transform yourself from casual jogger to elite(ish) athlete. Create simple training plans to help you increase distance, stamina and speed. Cook fuss-free, tasty food which will provide all the nutrition your aching body needs. Twenty-six miles? Bring It On.