Day 31: Resorted to cycling hill

Feeling like I am getting the flu since yesterday so resorted to riding hills on my bicycle instead of skipping. Also first time I haven't been able to complete an exercise. The katana felled my half-way through. 4x25 leg lifts a huge step up and body certainly felt it. Had to do the plank on my knees, but despite feeling like death warmed over I felt that I was listening to my body rather than giving up. Was ready to give up half way through the leg lifts, but since I am determined to work on my abs especially hard, I just fixed on a corner in my mind and went for it, albeit it not at the fastest speed. Looking forward to a better day tomorrow.

Day 30: JFD

Heat stroke, dizziness, pain, burn, insane for skipping outside at noon in 33+ degree heat, but what kept me going was three little letters, placed in my head by Patrick ====> JFD

The man sitting in the shade resting whilst I was giggling to myself must have thought I was a complete lunatic. He did tell me though that I made it look so easy and that it looked like I was cooling myself down. HA!

Plan for tomorrow. See how hot it will be at 6am. Last day of school for the kids so only half day and no lunch required so will try an early morning session.

Day 29: Sweat baby sweat

Got through my exercises by thinking about what I would write about on my blog. None of the words were suitable.

Today I was seriously ready to not do my exercises. Have been working at the school my children go to and this no-airconditioning thing  in 33 degrees of heat means I was "glowing" all day. Sweating profusely is a better way to put it. Was absolutely exhausted by about noon.

I was also going to have a glass of red wine to celebrate a personal achievement (non-PCP).

I did none of the above, because:

1) JFD
2) it was after sundown

When I started this programme I told myself in addition to doing the exercises all day, I would also blog every day to keep my own momentum. Am feeling better post exercise as it means I have achieved that aim for today.

Am however being sorely tested by no aircon in recent days and spending the whole day wet and dripping. Does that mean I am burning more fat? This constant living in a sauna?

Just reread my blog from yesterday and it sounds exactly the same, just different words.

Day 28: Rivers of sweat

Had a very hot and sweaty day moving stuff around for people. So whilst it is an only skip day, seemed like I was working out all day. Very concerned with change in body odour. Regular deoderant just not working. Is this normal? Was completely knackered by the time I got home at 6pm and really, really wanted to not skip. Kids decided I had to though so they came with me. They did 500+ to my 1200. We were all hot and sweaty together for that, but it helped a lot to have the moral support. Up and down my little side street is equal to 300 skips, so easy to set my little targets.

Was very, very, very tempted to have a glass of red wine, and announced I would be having one. Think however I will just desist. Not had a chance to watch the videos for this week yet. A pleasure for tomorrow.

Day 27: Sleepless in Tokyo

Put off exercising all day as was so intimidated. Managed to get out at 10pm. 1,200 skips painful as the first  100 had me stumbling about every other jump. But the actual exercises were not as bad as I had anticipated. The double katana did not make me cry, but I think I killed a lamp in the corner of the room with my glare. V-sits so not wonderful, but am gritting my teeth as I want to desperately get rid of the tummy which was a gift from 2 C-sections.

It continues to be hard going in the humidity, but at least it wasn't raining when I was running around the streets skipping. Running slowly.

Very much liking my food and it has become second nature to weigh it all out. Still shocked by how little 70g of protein is.

One lesson learned today. If you exercise late, it stimulates too much. Went to bed 30 minutes after I had finished total workout and am now sitting here at 4am blogging as I can't sleep. Body very relaxed, but mind going a million miles an hour. Contrary to what a lot of other members have been putting in our e-mail trail, I have never slept as well as I have since starting PCP.

I am broken

I am not sure which was worse.. the plank or the creeps. Either way they made me break down and cry. I am a broken woman. It is the first time that anything PCP has made me cry.

Day 26: Wow, that was unexpected!!!

I decided to buy a whole bottle of my favourite red wine. If I was going to drink wine, then why not my favourite. I wanted to savour it. Will throw the rest away. Still cheaper than wine in a nice restaurant.

Lovely breeze on the patio, contemplating why one olive tree is thriving and the other not, chilling after a hard workout and a well needed shower. It was just delightful to have my first glass of wine. Really nice.

Towards the end of the second glass it didn't taste quite as nice. But still nice to sit on the bench in the garden contemplating how good life was.

Went in for dinner..... and then started feeling lazy.

I was asleep on the sofa before 9pm. Mmmmmmm not good. Was planning movie night with hubbie and had to go to bed at 9.05pm, at the same time as the children!!!!!!

Slept for 11 hours and couldn't move when I woke up. My whole body was in agony. Am wondering now whether Patrick timed indulgence with new execrcises so we would think that the effect was worse! My waist through to my lower back and pelvis is in agony. Can only think that hopping and V sit are the culprits, not my 2 glasses of red wine. They are just responsible for getting me to bed at 9pm on a Saturday night.

And now my bras are too big.