Carl Ackerley

It's 187 calories I wouldn't have burnt by watching Made in Chelsea... I hate cardio in the gym, it's true. Over the years and still to this day I've rarely done cardio sessions in a gym-based environment. Luckily for me, a mixture of playing lots of sports and having a very fast metabolism meant that I didn't really need to come face to face with the DREADMILL very often at all. Well, in a way that's changed now. Now I'm at the grand old age of 33 and have started to notice that my shit is slowing down and it's much easier for me to store fat than when I was 21, despite the fact that I still do weights sessions, play tennis, dodgeball and football most weeks. I've had to seriously consider everything I've been doing and what needs to be done so I can maintain a good, strong and mobile physique for as long as possible. I haven't really changed but my body has. Do I accept this and say, "Oh well, I had a good run and now I'...

In what was the shortest retirement possibly in the history of the world, affable Brazilian veteran Felipe Massa found himself reporting for duty once again at the William's HQ in Oxford at the start of February. When he trundled off on foot down the Interlagos pit lane, leaving his stricken William's lying in pieces in the middle of the pit entrance, nobody expected to ever see him as an active F1 driver again. It was a sad end to an emotional and successful career. Then a few days later Nico retired. All of a sudden Valteri Bottas was the name highest on Toto's employable list and Claire Williams started panicking that she would have to rely on a fresh-faced 18 year old in the shape of Lance Stroll for glory. A quick look at the driver market showed that getting Massa back in case of Bottas leaving was the best choice in the circumstances. Which really begs the question: Did Massa actually WANT to retire in the first place? When a driver makes the decision...

Sometimes I get frustrated talking to the younger generation. Generally, I get on well with people younger than myself because I'm a youthful, spirited person, always have been. Getting old before my time has always scared the shit out of me. I was speaking to a chap I work with the other day about why some people are "the way they are". The woman we were talking about can be perceived as being fucking miserable by all accounts. Whether it's an age or a maturity thing I'm not sure but his response to this person's apparent bad behaviour was, "I can't stand her, why can't she just be happy!" I could see his point. Some humans just drain the energy out of you and the thought of spending any time with them makes you want to beat your head against a curb. And to be frank some people are just arseholes for what appears to be for no reason. In my ever advancing years on this earth I feel I'm becoming much more tolerant and understanding...

As I type this I'm sat at work munching on a Lion bar for my dinner. A lion bar! I'm not a big fan of sweet stuff generally, I'm eating this as a desperation measure because of my shitty preparation. I hated every bite but the most annoying thing about it is I busted my ass in the gym yesterday and I feel like it's now a waste. OK, in reality it probably won't have much physical affect but psychologically it does. My brain is apologising to my body right now. Poor Preparation. I worked all morning at my second job and then had an hour to go home and get some food ready to bring to the gym. I knew I had to work until 10pm so I downed a protein shake at 2pm and then came to work. Yeah, that'll be enough, I said. 4pm - starving, no food and full of frustration. Many fitness people will only post healthy recipes, pictures of themselves training and living the perfect life. To be honest when I see that stuff on my Instagram or Facebook it slightly irks me. T...

Whenever you hear 'The Rock' talk about training he will often say the magic ingredient to getting the results you want is....consistency. Yes, there are a million other different things you need but the number one ingredient....consistency. It's the ability to drag your sorry ass out of bed and to the gym on a rainy, cold and dark morning . It's the dedication to say no to your friends when they want to go out on the town and get fucked up. It's the commitment to prepare your food for the week and avoid the lure of your favourite fast food outlets. Yes, you also have to have a life and enjoy yourself too. However, and I know it's not what you want to hear, but you pay a price for that. Every decision you take has a positive and a negative result.   Going out and getting wasted usually results in a bloody good night and is good for the soul. Let's face it, one of life's pleasures is having a few pints or bottle's of wine and chatting bollocks...