First stop of the Edinburgh adventure… an Edinburgh Gin tour thanks to Ultimate Scottish Tours & Events after we somehow won both a Gin and whiskey tour at their International Ceilidh last year without pulling a hamstring during the dancing. 🥃🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 Still not entirely sure if we won the p

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Some people come into your life and pass through it. Others become part of your foundation. The one who stands beside you when things are quiet, when things are loud, and when things are at their worst. The one who sees every version of you and never steps back. Through the long days, the

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Two pictures. Same man. Different life. One stood under the Kelpies, carrying more than just a race number. Heavy body, heavy mind, just pushing forward because that’s what you do when quitting isn’t in your wiring. The other, lighter on his feet, sharper in his thinking, and no longer negoti

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There was a time when I was just existing… not living. For most of my adult life, I carried more than just weight. I carried depression. I carried poor health. I carried habits that were slowly destroying me. At my heaviest, I was over 22 stone. And with that came the reality many peo

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This week tried to break me. Scammed. Hospital visits. Pain that doesn’t let up. Nights with no sleep, just staring at the ceiling counting seconds instead of hours. The kind of week that strips you right back and asks what you’re really made of. And truthfully… it’s been heavy. But

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Not every day is a winning day. Today’s one of those where even getting out of bed feels like a battle. Pain’s heavy, recovery’s slow… and it strips everything right back to what actually matters. Right now, the only thing keeping me going is Jacqueline. Through everything, she’s been ther

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🚗❤️ New Car Day | For My Wife, My Rock ❤️🚗 Some things in life deserve more than just a quick post… this is one of them. Today marks new car day for my wife,but truthfully, this isn’t about a car. This is about her. Through everything, the long days, the pressure, the setbacks, the wins

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Happy Mother’s Day to my incredible wife Jacqueline. A mother, a best friend, the heart of our family, and the quiet force that holds everything together when life gets busy, chaotic, and loud. Our children are incredibly lucky to have you guiding them, supporting them, and loving them the w

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I’m not a materialistic person. People are more important to me than possessions I don’t collect cars. I don’t chase materialistic things But apparently… I do collect baseball caps. 🧢 It always starts innocently. “You know what… I’ll just get one.” Then another because the colo

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lifes for living

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God knows how I walked away from this alive

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Just a man… walking on the beach… carrying 182 lbs of my former poor life choices. 91 lbs in each hand. Previously worn as a full-body emotional support system. I used to carry this 24/7. Up stairs. Into cars. Out of breath. Into denial. Now I hold it for 20 seconds and my arms are ne

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Surgery Diary – Day 10 – Final Part: Home Soil, Home Spoil & The Numbers Don’t Lie 🇬🇧🩸📉 Ladies and gentlemen… we have touchdown. Not just in Scotland. In my own bed. After ten days of Turkish surgery, drains, emergency blood transfusions, corsets tighter than airport security, and a wa

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Surgery Diary – Day 7 Part 4: Scotland Bound Prep 🇹🇷✈️🏴 Right team, gather round the recovery bed. The Turkish chapter is coming to an end and Operation: “Get Michael Back to Scotland Without Setting Off Metal Detectors” is officially underway. It’s 9pm here in Istanbul, which means it’s only

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Surgery Diary – Day 7, Part 1: The No-Sleep Edition Two photos. One week apart. One very long journey captured in a single glance. The first picture is me pre-surgery, body marked up like a battlefield map, every line showing where years of excess skin and stubborn fat had taken up residenc

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Surgery Diary – Day 6 – Part 4 Right… can we just pause for a moment and appreciate something truly ridiculous? I now have a 26-inch waist. Twenty. Six. Inches. Let that sink in. At one point in my life I was squeezing myself into a 48-inch waistband like an overfilled sausage roll fig

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Surgery Diary – Day 6 Part 3 Communication has definitely been the theme of today. After six days surrounded by doctors, nurses, paramedics and physios on constant rotation, stepping out of that hospital bubble feels strangely quiet. No more round-the-clock checks. No more buzzers, beeps,

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Surgery Diary – Day 6, Part 2 This morning went from calm to full speed in seconds. After drifting in and out of sleep through the night, a nurse appeared with the words every patient both dreads and looks forward to:“Your surgeon is coming to see you.” Within minutes the grand unveiling b

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Surgery Diary – Day 5 – Part 7 Transfusion Complete 🇹🇷 And that’s a wrap. Both units of blood are officially onboard and circulating like eager new recruits. The transfusion finished smoothly with no issues, no reactions, and no fuss. Now it’s a waiting game. Four hours to let everythi

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