So it turns out I'm better at going to the gym than I am at remembering to write this blog. So let's whistle through the gap between the last entry and this one!
Since the last entry, I went to the gym again on Thursday and did legs, which then meant I couldn't walk very well for the next 2 days as my lower body felt like parts of it had been dismantled and put either side of a large wheelbarrow.
Friday gym didn't happen thanks to my body deciding just as I left the house that what it'd really prefer to be doing is dashing to the loo. Very helpful of it.
However, Saturday was my first rowing session in about 3 or 4 weeks, and I had a lovely 2 hours rowing up and down the dock in some quite gorgeous weather. Thinking "hey, it's late October", I brought several layers of long-sleeved tops, with a sleeveless top underneath as a sort of bodywarmer layer, plus some leggings (the ones with a hole in the side, as I discovered after I put them on, torn during a previous outing by some sticking out bolts in a boat). As it happened. it was so warm that I took off the long sleeve tops and just rowed in the vest, and I wished I'd worn shorts too! No doubt if I do next weekend it will be an arctic experience instead.
Sunday was meant to be a nice relaxing day off, but instead we had some family round so I cooked a roast pork Sunday lunch, which kept me on my feet for most of the afternoon. I discovered that you can add it to MyFitnessPal so I duly did, which made me feel less guilty for eating a large portion of the apple crumble my cousin brought.
Mondays for me are not good days to do anything. My body clock is awful at adjusting back to "going to work" times after the weekend, and I often spend half the day in a hyperactive and disorganised whirlwind. This week was particularly bad - while getting ready I went into the bathroom no fewer than 4 times to get a plaster for the ankle my walking boots rubbed raw last weekend, and did I remember to get one out? No. Then when I actually did fetch one, I forgot to put it on. I'm amazed I'm allowed out of the house on my own on a Monday, to be honest.
Tuesday was much better. Remembering how much I struggle to get up in the morning, I dug out my old sunrise alarm clock and used that to wake me in time for a reasonable gym session. Today I was trying the "chest and triceps" routine, which was a new one on me.
First up I decided to get to grips with the cable machine, literally. I'd watched a YouTube video of someone demonstrating the movement, but of course the cable machine in my gym looks absolutely nothing like the one the video guy was using, so I had to improvise. I think I sort of managed it. Well, I did something anyway.
Then it was over to the weights area where I once again had to select some embarrassingly light dumbbells, as I have the upper body strength of a bowl of jelly. I got as far as 8kg on one of the exercises, but as low as 4kg on many of the others. Plus I got very confused with one of the exercises and kept clonking myself in the back of the head with a weight, which probably just made me more confused.
Tomorrow morning my friend James may be coming to the gym at the same time, which will be nice. I'm back round to the biceps and back routine, so maybe I'll do a bit better at it this time round. I've also signed up for the final session of my block of Spinder sessions, so with the gym before work and spin after work, I'm going to be lugging a lot of kit around tomorrow! So I should probably get some sleep!
Since the last entry, I went to the gym again on Thursday and did legs, which then meant I couldn't walk very well for the next 2 days as my lower body felt like parts of it had been dismantled and put either side of a large wheelbarrow.
Friday gym didn't happen thanks to my body deciding just as I left the house that what it'd really prefer to be doing is dashing to the loo. Very helpful of it.
However, Saturday was my first rowing session in about 3 or 4 weeks, and I had a lovely 2 hours rowing up and down the dock in some quite gorgeous weather. Thinking "hey, it's late October", I brought several layers of long-sleeved tops, with a sleeveless top underneath as a sort of bodywarmer layer, plus some leggings (the ones with a hole in the side, as I discovered after I put them on, torn during a previous outing by some sticking out bolts in a boat). As it happened. it was so warm that I took off the long sleeve tops and just rowed in the vest, and I wished I'd worn shorts too! No doubt if I do next weekend it will be an arctic experience instead.
Sunday was meant to be a nice relaxing day off, but instead we had some family round so I cooked a roast pork Sunday lunch, which kept me on my feet for most of the afternoon. I discovered that you can add it to MyFitnessPal so I duly did, which made me feel less guilty for eating a large portion of the apple crumble my cousin brought.
Mondays for me are not good days to do anything. My body clock is awful at adjusting back to "going to work" times after the weekend, and I often spend half the day in a hyperactive and disorganised whirlwind. This week was particularly bad - while getting ready I went into the bathroom no fewer than 4 times to get a plaster for the ankle my walking boots rubbed raw last weekend, and did I remember to get one out? No. Then when I actually did fetch one, I forgot to put it on. I'm amazed I'm allowed out of the house on my own on a Monday, to be honest.
Tuesday was much better. Remembering how much I struggle to get up in the morning, I dug out my old sunrise alarm clock and used that to wake me in time for a reasonable gym session. Today I was trying the "chest and triceps" routine, which was a new one on me.
First up I decided to get to grips with the cable machine, literally. I'd watched a YouTube video of someone demonstrating the movement, but of course the cable machine in my gym looks absolutely nothing like the one the video guy was using, so I had to improvise. I think I sort of managed it. Well, I did something anyway.
Then it was over to the weights area where I once again had to select some embarrassingly light dumbbells, as I have the upper body strength of a bowl of jelly. I got as far as 8kg on one of the exercises, but as low as 4kg on many of the others. Plus I got very confused with one of the exercises and kept clonking myself in the back of the head with a weight, which probably just made me more confused.
Tomorrow morning my friend James may be coming to the gym at the same time, which will be nice. I'm back round to the biceps and back routine, so maybe I'll do a bit better at it this time round. I've also signed up for the final session of my block of Spinder sessions, so with the gym before work and spin after work, I'm going to be lugging a lot of kit around tomorrow! So I should probably get some sleep!
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