I had made a conscious effort this week to leave the office on time, so that I could make more than 1 session a week! So far, I have made it 3 days in a row! And I am absolutely buggered… I feel like it is the first week again when all my muscles are screaming at me, demanding to know why I am doing this to them… and all I can think is “you have Fiji in 3.5 months” That is why…..
Last night was resistance training – Panthers, there were so many people in the class last night, it was unbelievable, my workout buddy Fe and I agreed we had never seen the gym so busy! There were upsides and downsides to it being so full. Upsides was the vibe and atmosphere in the room, seeing everyone working and pushing themselves made you want to work harder too… Downside – was that there wasn’t as much attention paid to your form by the trainers as usual because they were all over the place trying to look after everyone all at once lol For example, I did one move, and spent the next one trying to get the cramp out of my ole buttcheek! Fe was trying to get a trainers attention to help, but there was noone around. Everywhere we looked they were running between us all trying to help someone out. Laughter got the better of us though while I was trying in vain to stretch my glute. Towards the end, it was suggested that Fe go down in weight (she had had a PT session before our class) and I go up, but then I over extended my arm cause the weight was too heavy and have now hurt my elbow! Honestly, I am a danger to myself without constant supervision! Nothing an ole icepack and sports cream can’t fix.
Tonight was cardio – Firestorm…….whoever the sick bugger was that decided cardio was a perfectly acceptable way to torture people has a lot to answer for….. there was bike riding, rowing, more plyo moves than ever before, jumping on and over boxes, bear crawls with a push up, russian twists, and this lovely running with a partner in opposite directions with a giant rubber band around your waist….. it creates resistance or something like that…… my first partner was a guy, and I really think he took it easy on me – I took off in one direction, him in another, and Cass came over to encourage us to run faster and further in the directions we were facing, which was all well and good till we had to stop. One stopped relatively gracefully. One did not. Guess who did not… yup me, I go flying backwards – I know Cass is there so I put my hand out to stop myself crashing into her, only to smack her right on the butt!!!! Cass, again for the 10th time, I’m so sorry! lol But hey, on the upside, we both remained standing!
The end of the second round, there was the final 5 second countdown, once it was over, I just laid there on the floor, in a sweaty exhausted heap until Jeremiah took pity on me and helped me up off the ground….
Fe and I constantly ask ourselves, why do we keep coming back – and why do we do this to ourselves – I guess, either we are completely nuts, or secretly, we really do enjoy these crazy 45min HIIT workouts….