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Hi Burak! Plan for Sunday. First, we warm up for five minutes. Then we jog in the park. Not run! Jog. Slowly. You're not Mo Farah.

After that, I want to cycle to the river, and then yoga at ten. Yes, yoga. I know you hate it.

Then breakfast. A big one. That's the real plan.

My watch says my step count today is 412. It's four o'clock. That is not good.

My coach says, "Sofia, you need to work out three times a week." I say, "I do! I go for a run on Mondays." She says, "You run for the bus, Sofia." "That's training!"

Hi Emre, are you coming on Saturday? The match is at ten, on the pitch behind the school. We play the Tigers. Last time we lost ten–one. The one was an own goal.

I think we can win this time. Or we lose and eat cake. Either way, please bring cake.

My grandad is seventy-two and he plays tennis every Tuesday. He says it's to keep fit. I think it's to win.

Today he's very good. Fifteen–love. Thirty–love. I can't score a point!

After the match, he does ten minutes to cool down. Then he drinks tea and says, "Easy." I need a lie down.

I'm at the leisure centre. The race starts in ten minutes. I need to get changed, but my bag has two left socks.

Now I'm on the start line. I'm already out of breath, and I haven't started! Wish me luck. If I finish, I'll send you a photo. If not, send help.

Hi Selin! Week one at the gym. I go twice a week now, Tuesdays and Thursdays. I'm good at the sofa, but not at weights. The big bloke next to me lifts the heavy ones. I lift the pink ones.

Then the treadmill. Ten minutes, and I sweat like a fountain. A tiny lady walks past and says, "Keep going, love." She's seventy.

See you later. I need a coffee.

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