Friday, 8 July 2011

Day 38: continued

Why is it that I can do tricep dips elegantly, smoothly and well one day and then the next not at all?

Thank you for the tip on the pistol squats InĂ©s... that worked a treat. Goodness knows which muscle groups I was working the way I was doing them!

The bicycle is beyond me. I get 15 good seconds and then I die. And as for the plank..... 10 seconds on my toes and then I can barely stay with it on my knees for the next 30.

The thing that keeps me going is all your comments as well as the way that I feel and look.

But I am starving each night at dinner and today again did a very bad thing. I had an extra 20-30g of protein when I ate an extra sausage. Maybe the trick is to stand up after I have finished eating my dinner, but I am with our family whom we came over to see so can't very well do that. Sheer bloody minded is what I am going to have to be and just tell myself NO! Watch this space. Other than that I have been religious about what I eat.

Day 38: Everything is slow

Feeling similar to others at the moment. Tired, hungry etc.

But, for the first time in many, many days now don't feel as listless. Waking up in the morning though my whole body hurts. My husband's helpful comment was "I thought that by now your body would have become used to all the exercises". I then had to explain that the lovely Patrick ramps up the exercises each week and that it is just getting harder and harder.

Pistol squats are a nightmare. Tricep dips are better. Push ups better.

Skipping is crap, crap, crap.

Good news is that it is finally Day 38... no longer need to be confused. Think I may need to write days in diary to alleviate confusion.

Thursday, 7 July 2011

Day 37: Thought yesterday was Day 38!! Ha Ha losing my mind

So I am definitely losing my eyesight. I thought yesterday was day 38 and put that in my blog title (have just changed it to 36), which meant that I also did Day 38's exercises yesterday. No wonder it was so tough all of a sudden!!!!!

So now what do I do? I did Day 37 exercises today, and think I will just redo Day 38 exercises again tomorrow rather than try to do Day 36 to make up for not having done those ones. Oh the quandry.

In the meantime, am enjoying the cool Scottish air and late nights when it is still light to do everything. My husband joined me as I went around the block twice to do my skipping. Was a bit put off yesterday when one of the neighbours said "you need to go a wee bit faster than that". Thought I was doing quite well myself as round the block is a flat stretch, down a bit of a long slope, more flat and then quite a steep climb. He saw me during the steep climb.

And the good news is that the monster zit that appeared between my two nostrils is finally (but slowly) disappearing. The other good news is that my jeans nearly fell off my hips in the frozen section of Tesco. Will need to think about getting a new pair.

Bad news is that I sinned today. Had my dinner and was still starving. My husband and father in law had Chinese take-away and I couldn't help myself having some of their food. Nibbled, but them nibbled some more and then some more and then some more!

Feel sick now. Will not happen again. Feeling sick not worth it.

Tuesday, 5 July 2011

Day 36: Melted gummy bears

OK, I confess, I am good with things once how I have slowly figured out how they work, but hadn't realised that by bookmarking my Blog Dashboard I would have absolutely no clue which website I was supposed to go to if I wasn't using my own laptop. On the road and buying internet time my husband and I were surprised when the provider restricted us to one machine! I think we are definitely spoiled in Asia. So I may not have written a Day 37 blog but I did add a comment on to my Day 36 thread. So I haven't actually missed a day which is a big psychological thing for me.

I did miss that one day of exercises on Day 33 as I finally decided to listen to my body, but forced myself to do my ab workout.

On and forward. My whole body is till very, very achy. Not sure if it is residue of the flu-like symptoms, jet-lag, running around London all day yesterday with a lot of walking, not enough sleep from jet-lag or potentially all of the above. Was lying in bed wide awake at 2.15am this morning in agony. All my joints hurt, so I quietly ran a hot bath whilst the rest of the family slept (or at least I hope I didn't wake them up).  Piping hot bath, soaked for a bit and then did my stretching of my calves, hamstrings, neck, shoulders and arms in the bath whilst my muscles were hot. That helped a lot. And then a little later some White Flower Chinese oil on the really painful areas. Still sore, but will loosen up during the day. Will use the waiting area in the boarding lounge to further stretch.

And am keeping my exercises until this evening once we get to Scotland. Just looking at them makes them look BRUTAL!!!!!

Will let you know if my legs and abs and everything else looks and feels like a gummy bear left in the heat of a car in a Tokyo summer, or perhaps I might resemble the inside of a deep fried Mars bar, that famous Scottish delicacy!

Highlight of the day and month was the Take That concert at Wembley. Really good. Poor jet-lagged kids fell asleep though.

Sunday, 3 July 2011

Day 34: 5.30am start!

In order to get all my exercises done before I head off to London I surprised myself by actually getting up at 5.30am to do my exercises. I didn't think that a long flight, dinner at the other end with friends and THEN skipping and working out would work. So yes, it was painful, yes my body was tight, but the really good news was that apart from the fact that the katanas nearly killed me I could actually do them. Also the dips worked (sort of). I mentally think to myself as I am going through it all that once the skipping and the creeps, jumps, squats or whatever they may be on that day are over then I am on the home run. It helps me to get through. Of course, it is by no means the easy part, it is just the mental part, as the planks nearly felled me.

I was quite stiff when I woke up so do quite a lot of stretching.

Amazing though that the people who walk their dogs at 6am do not seem to smile. In the afternoon everyone is much more friendly. Think I will stick to what works for me in future as much as possible which is warmer, softer body and a later start.

Skipping in Earls Court tomorrow... a treat, I think..........

Saturday, 2 July 2011

Day33: Baby steps

One step at a time. I know I did a few more millimetres on the chest dip and may even have managed a whole cm, just can't tell exactly. So it goes, a little bit at a time.

Off to London for a few days tomorrow then wet and cold Scotland. That will be my biggest challenge yet. In the past leaving my home base has always derailed me. I am going to be fanatical about not veering off the exercise and food path. It will just be a bit more difficult in hotels and other people's homes.

Day 32: One foot off the path, but back on the track

I went off the path last night and I was very upset at myself. Was at a rugby charity event and if I had had time to eat before I would have been OK, I think. Lesson learnt. Not a wine issue. Had water in a wine glass all evening. But had been feeling dreadful anyway and a late lunch and all my snacks as necessary so thought I would be OK, but all of a sudden I was starving. Dinner wasn't served until 9pm. Was planning to just sit there and eat just a little bit, all PCP compliant. But I was really, really, really hungry.

Had too much protein. A bit if carb in the form of vichysoisse. And 3 whole asparagus spears! Strikes me again very strongly that people just do not eat enough vegetables as there doesn't ever seem to be any!! I was still very very hungry as the portions were too small so just couldn't stop myself eating the miniature pavlova. My punishment--other than the guilt and disappointment was a very sore tummy as I can't eat dairy due to intolerance.

Am 100% back on track today.

The good thing was that 1) it was for a very good cause, the children of Tohoku, 2) I feel better as All Black legend Stu Wilson was a brilliant speaker and I just laughed and laughed, and 3) I got quite a few comments on either how I was shrinking away or looked fabulous.

So I never lost the way, just was feeling dreadful enough to know that my body needed something but what was in front of me wasn't my choice.

On an up.