Berry Good Fitness

I slipped out into the bright afternoon and trotted straight toward the lively outdoor market stalls in Depot Town. Up on a low cedar bench sat an open cardboard punnet overflowing with plump, dark purple blackberries. To regular folks, it's just fresh fruit, but to a girl looking for an impromptu sports arena, that bumpy texture is practically an obstacle course! I hitched my handbag securely onto my elbow, planted my boots on the edge of the carton, and used two sturdy berries as stepping stones. One gave a tiny, bouncy squish under my heel, sending a sweet scent into the air and making me giggle. I tapped my hip monitor to log my berry aerobics—now that's what I call zero-carb cardio!