Thursday, 28 July 2011

Day 59: Exhausted

Everywhere in my body hurts. I am exhausted. Didn't think the exercises had stepped up that much, but am dragging myself through the day.

Skipping today sucked. Leaden lags. Exhaustion cut number of jumps by 20%. Man oh man oh man is it frustrating to not even be able to do 10 jumps consecutively. And that was good. I stumbled on average every 2 jumps. But I did feel proud of myself that whilst it was all a pile of doodoo I kept on going. Not jumping also makes you sweat.

I would like to think that it was nothing to do with my giving in to temptation and having a millefeuile yesterday. Believe it or not I do not have a sweet tooth, but above chocolate mousse I love millefeuile and you can't get them in Japan the way I love... only Holland (and now Bali!). So for the first time in 3 years of seeing one, I lost all discretion.

This afternoon is another afternoon of exercises. Tomorrow is another day of skipping. Since it is Saturday I think I will dispense with first thing in the morning tomorrow to see if a) that is any better, b) I think I need a break from getting up before everyone else.

Day 58: It is what it is

Still on the skipping band wagon. Have been playing around with best way to skip for me. Am ultra impressed by all the rotations everyone is doing and feeling lacking. But I tried this morning to do an imitation of Rocky. And stumbled at every single jump. For a lot of jumps. So I went back to what I find works for me. OK, so I only managed 62-63 skips a minute. But I grit my teeth and I keep going. Also if I managed to do 1,000, then I hop 2,000 due to my weird manner of hopping twice for each loop. Tried to do it once and fell over. Plus, if I stop I lose my groove. I can keep on going, pretty hard (for me), as long as I don't stop. Had a drink after 11 minutes which was a mistake. But I reckon that it is what it is, and it is the best I can do.

Am liking the changes to my body. My new cotton trousers from Scotland fell off me today. Bit embarrassing as I was walking down the rod at the time. Think I might be down a size since then. Will update photos in the next few days.

Not liking the extra sets. Think my teeth may have cracked in the process. My arms fell off last night.

Maybe if I paint a sixpack onto my stomach that will inspire me.