Are you biting your nails in tormented indecision, fretting as to whether you’ve got what it takes to survive a Bootcamp experience? If so let me be your inspiration! Here is visual proof that a kit kat and Shiraz addict can be nurtured and incentivised to push themselves to the limit of physical endurance. (OK, I went to the pub on the way home, but that was only because it was ‘Happy Hour’, in my defense anyone else would’ve done the same). For more amazing success stories, read It Happened at Boot Camp (out tomorrow!).

On my back, legs in the air, which I usually quite enjoy, but not in the middle of a field!

I'm running, here is visual proof! My friends asked for photographic evidence. Frankly I was affronted, as if I would lie about going for a run!

Don't be fooled by the beautiful gardens and imposing Victorian facade. THIS IS BOOTCAMP! None of those bums are mine . . . err Louise, is that you?

Thought my hair looked quite shiny here. In contrast to my face, which was on fire at the time.

Do you see that girl sitting down? Well that's not me. #justsaying!