Week 3!
Unfortunately there was a fire in Bude Industrial Estate this week, no one was hurt thankfully but it meant The Unit was closed for 2 days to be aired and made safe to return. Consequently my Monday morning session was cancelled, gutted! I love my sessions, they make me feel on top of the world so I missed it terribly. When it came to Wednesday I was slightly apprehensive about how much this workout would hurt seeing as I’d had a considerable rest period of 5 days…….. I arrived, successfully psyched up for a bashing, to be told to consider my thoughts when Ella told me today was going to be, what she called, “Burpee Hell”… She actually called it that, out loud, in front out me! With my "F*ck My Life" face in full force, I then had to go and warm up with my 10 laps; “just keep running Ellie, run away Ellie, just don’t go back”. Self-pity over with, I flicked the attitude switch and told myself to “woman up, go smash it!”. And I did #smugface 150 Burpees TICK 15 laps TICK Abs-insanity TICK Beetroot face TICK Go me. I knew she’d beast me and I’m so glad she did - thanks Ella!
Ow God here goes!
My next session wasn’t quite as euphoric, however. It was a combination of boxing, isolation exercises and running and my God did it hurt. It hurt there and then, it hurt straight afterwards, it still hurts now. For some reason I found myself frustrated throughout the entire workout and I think it was frustration aimed at myself. The exercises I was doing were all the ones I hate, I struggle with and feel I don’t do properly, but instead of focusing that frustration on the boxing bag it resigned in my head. I hate not doing things properly and feeling like I’m not doing them to my best ability. Don’t get my wrong I gave it my all and was shattered, but my technique was infuriating! Ella says I shouldn’t be so hard on myself and that I won’t enjoy or be great at every session, I guess she’s right; we’re going to re-do the workout in a few weeks though, see if I improve - I better do….
I did it!
Food Glorious Food!
The #smugface glow all clients radiate whilst leaving The Unit lasts, for me, generally the entire day, so when I popped into town after one of my sessions to get some life-admin done, I probably looked like one of those people I used to see and think “ow bugger off with your yoga pants, scruffy pony and endorphins, stupid healthy human”. Those endorphins do not act as a guilt free bubble though, that pasty waft still draws me in, making me cry a little inside, and the fact I was so tired I threw/flopped my debit card at the contactless machine hoping it would connect correctly definitely amounts to substantial effort being placed from my part to stay on track. Sorry Mr Spencer Thorn Man, I did apologise profusely through exhales.
Good news! Organisation and staying prepared with meal times, eating away from home e.t.c is becoming somewhat of a routine and therefore easier. Bad news! Sticking to the level of strictness I previously executed, not so easy. I keep hearing somebody say “it’s okay, it’s just a little bit” or “it’s only one, what difference does that actually make?” Turns out it makes quite a difference when those voices then disappear in place of “Oh hey Mr Third-Takeaway-Of-The-Week! I’ve been waiting for you, for approximately 1 and a half days, we mustn’t wait so long next time!” Moderation my friends is the key, but mentality is the locksmith. Keep that inner fatty in check.
Oo, also, you may not recognise me anymore as I’m so skinny. I’ve lost another 2lbs and 3.25 inches! So 4 lbs and 6 inches in total! I can’t necessarily see it, but I definitely do feel it; I feel bouncier, tighter and less lardy :) Thank you very much Miss Summers <3
#stepbystep
#fitness
#healthyliving
#motivation
#burpeehell
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