I literally ate my hand weights last week. Some of my rehab exercises require small dumbbells but in the absence of proper gym equipment extra large tins of chickpeas have been doing the job. However, it was the end of the month and with an almost empty pantry my rehab weights got cooked. I didn’t think twice either when I scavenged through the cupboards to find a suitable replacement. “A little ironic don’t you think?” my boyfriend said when he walked in and saw me training