The Olympics are in full swing so I thought this would be the perfect time to start talking about fitness. Being the daughter of a paralympian father (who also wheeled around the world – 40,000 km through 34 countries) and a physiotherapist mother means I was bred to be a fitness-enthusiast. I played competitive volleyball up until I graduated from high school and then once I moved abroad to model full time I quickly discovered other exercise outlets. But being a model in an industry full of women who typically want as little as possible between their bones and their skin means I’m not exactly understood. Most of the time my efforts to drag my friends to the gym are met with failure, so I’m going to write a series of posts that will convince you ALL that exercise is absolutely necessary.