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It took a lot of perseverance to learn how to manage my mental illness. I was eventually able to start by leaving the house alone, start jogging, then hiking in the Lake District and eventually summiting Kilimanjaro in 2009.

When I’m out pounding the pavements, I don’t have to worry about anything else in my life. It’s become my relief, my refuge and my replacement for booze.

You bring me laughter, tears, comfort and solace. You are with me every splash, cycle and step of my journey. Through our relationship I have found new motivation, new meaning. Lucy explores her relationship with exercise

I borrowed a mountain bike off a mate and started pounding the country lanes near my house. The effect was both immediate and powerful.

The Director of the British Society of Lifestyle Medicine shares her experiences and passions ahead of the inaugural Movement and the Mind 2019 conference

Adventuror, author and mental health campaigner Alex Staniforth describes facing his bulimia head on as he attempts to run a sub three hour marathon.

Throughout my whole life swimming has been something that I can rely on, it’s always been there for me.  I feel comfortable in the water more than anywhere else.

The novelty of running early on a Saturday morning without a hangover has never worn off. It always fills me with gratitude and pride and kick starts my weekend with an amazing endorphin rush.

My teenage years were tough and my depression worsened. My mum searched for an activity I could fully focus on and so I was introduced to yoga.

Something that made my John O'Groats to Land's End cycle challenge slightly harder is the fact I am an eating disorder survivor.