Born. Boom! Charlotte Wall arrives!
Growing up: despite being little, I was very confident and – I’m told – extremely chatty…
Still chatting… Chas & Dave bring out “Rabbit”, and my dad sings it endlessly to me: “You’ve got more rabbit than Sainsbury’s…”
I was proudly rocking the “Diana” hairdo, and rocking out to The Smiths, The Cure + Nirvana.
I left home for the sunny climes of Derby, to study English and P.E at university.
One day changes the course of my life completely. A motorbike accident takes my younger brother’s life, and leaves my dad severely disabled. I go home to Colchester to look after my Dad.
I start training back in Derby as a Psychiatric Nurse at Nottingham University.
I finish my training and begin working as a Psychiatric Nurse in Derby.
It becomes clear that my Dad is mentally very unwell – so I move to Cambridge, and start my work as an addictions specialist.
My beautiful son Zak is born on May 1st. Hi, Zak!
My work in addictions hasn’t gone unnoticed: I’m promoted to set up the Addictions Service at one of the largest teaching hospitals in the world, Addenbrooke’s in Cambridge.
Deep breaths: I jump in with both feet, quit my job with the NHS, and begin my Personal Training Diploma.
It’s working! I set up Purple Fitness, and begin training people. I quickly realised that my background in psychiatry and addiction was something that many people identified with – so I began attracting women who battled with secret addictions to food and/or alcohol.
I lie in the mud in my local park with my son Zak and two friends, and decide to start Cambridge Bootcamps. I figured there MUST be other women out there who wanted to train, but didn’t have the childcare available.
Cambridge Bootcamps is flourishing. My alarm goes off at 5 am at least six times a week. I layer up, and drive my van to various parks throughout Cambridge to lead a group of around thirty women through one of my early morning bootcamp sessions. I spend the rest of my days seeing personal clients for counselling and one-to-one coaching. I have a team of fitness instructors working for me, leading camps elsewhere in the city and beyond. My son’s growing up – fast – and I’m fitter than I’ve ever been – but I’m also completely knackered.
Everything falls apart. My beloved dad dies. I end up in hospital. Something has to change.
The year of change. I sell Cambridge Bootcamps, and my house, and embark on an adventure. I train as a yoga teacher in India and travel alone for three months. I discover spirituality, the Law of Attraction, and Sydney Banks’s Three Principles. I begin my Clarity Coaching course. I discover the benefits of working “in”, rather than always looking for answers outside of me. I realise, deep in my being, that I want to continue to help women – but specifically by helping them to gain clarity in their lives, as I’ve done. Oh – and I finally get my much-longed-for puppy, Asha-Rogue.