Let's be honest. No matter how much we all try to pretend to love hitting the gym, most of us (save a superhuman few) find exercising a complete and utter chore. That's why we're dedicating the entire month of April to fitspiration, where we hope to inspire our readers (and ourselves) to get fit and embrace sport by instilling positivity and realistic goal setting.
There is unlikely to be a happy ending for me as at the moment my disease is 'incurable'. But I have had a second operation which removed virtually all of the tumour and following a course of radiotherapy and chemotherapy I am now having clear scans.
In essence stress is an imbalance between the demands put on you and your ability to cope with them. Pressure can come from all sorts of places - from moving house to money worries to relationship problems but in most cases the biggest perpetrator is work.
Since its introduction, the NHS bowel cancer screening programme has been shown to be the most effective method of detecting bowel cancer early. Not only does screening pick up bowel cancer in the earliest stage of disease, it can also detect dangerous polyps which may develop into bowel cancer.
Making time for yourself and expressing self-love as a mother, daughter, sister or auntie is so very important and something that we all need to practise as time allows. Just a snippet in the day or week to yourself can make all the difference to your all round happiness and your body and mind will only thank you for it later.
All research advances are to be applauded but we do worse with brain cancer than with other cancers and deaths are on the increase. At the moment only 1% of the national spend on cancer research is allocated to the disease, yet tumours in the brain kill more children and adults under the age of 40 than any other cancer.
Meningitis Research Foundation (MRF) supporters across the UK are celebrating the news that a long awaited and hard campaigned for vaccine against the most feared and deadly disease will be offered to babies for free under the NHS.
Terrified of flying, I was delighted when the plane back from Thailand landed safely at Heathrow. I darted for the exit and began to rummage through my bag in search of a lighter and cigarettes to celebrate survival, but then I remembered that promise to myself, to stay alive longer.
I worry about my health, I know I could die, I know I could lose out on life and opportunities if I am not well enough to grasp them with both hands. It's a spiral and it's all spinning around my head and it's making me dizzy. I'm constantly out of breath. Exhausted. Exhausted by this mental illness.
A multi-disciplinary, serial professional (dentist, lawyer, coroner, judge) Bernard Pearl's life is currently restricted to a hospital bed where he has more than enough time to dwell on the moment. Around him people are whiling away their day staring at screens or into mid air. Not my dad.
I very quickly realised - mere seconds into the first routine - that this is no piece of cake. Dancing without a drink in my gut and another in my hand is not something that comes naturally to my graceless limbs.
When first diagnosed, there is a flurry of shock and interest from those you know, but slowly as they realise this is a long term disease requiring dedication, their sympathy wanes. Friends, and bizarrely, some family too, have mysteriously vanished into thin air.
The health service is under considerable strain. With key targets on A&E and cancer waiting times in breach, the King's Fund recently argued NHS performance is at its lowest since the 1990s. The financial situation is also precarious. The hospital sector is forecast to be £800 million in deficit by the end of 2014-15.
Cervical Cancer is on the rise and is reported to affect older women more so than younger. For this reason our government see fit to empower doctors to refuse girls under the age of 25, in England and Wales, a cervical screening test wether they have symptoms or not.
Periods aren't pornographic and they certainly shouldn't be offensive. They are a regular reality for half of the world's population and, let's be honest, without them humankind wouldn't exist. So the idea that an Instagram user could be offended by a picture of a woman whose period had leaked through her PJs onto her bed sheets is downright ridiculous.
The Equality Act must be implemented and followed, and it's breastfeeders who need to be made comfortable, not stupid people who can't stop staring and then whine about what they've seen.