Why have people insisted on telling me that I shouldn’t lose any more weight over the past few days? I should lose more… I’ve been up and down like a slut’s panties the last few days (although, a real slut probably wouldn’t wear any come to think of it).
I’m starting to think I went in too hard with the cardio over the Christmas period and now I have to do insane amounts of exercise to keep going. Sloth has it’s advantages. I’m also starting to think I need to work smarter not harder. And I have a new gym goal – to get showered and out of there in less than 30 minutes. I mean 30 minutes from the time I hit the change room, not 30 minutes including exercise. I can’t figure out where my gym time goes – it’s like some gaping abyss. So for starters, I’m going to stop chatting to gym staff.
Yesterday I sat around procrastinating for 2 hours about going for run. Finally got off my butt and ran for most of 12 km. The last half a k or so I had to walk since I called in at the supermarket to get stuff.
Here’s a handy tip for you: if you need to carry money on your run so you can get groceries on the way home, get the notes out of your bra before you enter the store. Foraging in your cup for money really lacks class.
But it was a great run. I ran to Princess Park, did 2 laps then thought I’d done enough and could walk home. Ha! No sirree, I thought again and cranked up the ipod and ran like the wind. The slow and cumbersome wind, but the wind, nonetheless.
Today I did some X-Trainer then leg weights then spin. Doing legs before spin class is downright stupid but I had to do something to fill in the time.