Bloody hell, can you believe it? I had every intention of joining the group of two for a bit of exercise once I scrubbed my hands down like a surgeon fresh out of the OR after using the loo. But by the time I was finally ready to rock and roll in this tumultuous and uncertain moment, the gang had already buggered off to Hannah's neck of the woods, getting all zen and groovy with some chair yoga, a spot of meditation, and even tuning into a loop of a waterfall on the telly. I'll bet you a...