When I woke up on Tuesday morning I HURT! I started to realise that maybe Matt had had a point. I had been whinging about the exercise plan and saying that I wasn't sure it was enough. I kept going on about how the people on the biggest loser do 6 hours a day. Matt said that what was planned was enough and if we did more that that at this point by week 2 I wouldn't be able to do anything.
I reluctantly agreed but that was partly why I went a lot further than I was supposed to on last nights walk.
This morning I struggled. I really struggled to get out of bed and put my things on and go out for my 2 mile run. I tried, I really did but I just couldn't make my legs keep going. I eventually had to give up trying to run and walk. The route I take means I go back passed my house before I'm finished and I considered just going home but thought no, if I can't run it I can at least finish it walking and then at least I'm burning some calories. so I did, but I was pretty fed up about it.
At 11 I went to the gym for a cardio session. I did summit trainer, bike and cross trainer but I didn't do as much as I would usually do on them because I was struggling so much (I also hadn't slept well Monday night)
Back to the gym at 3 for a weights session. That went ok but when I just do weights it seems to be over quickly and then I'm at a loss as to what I should be doing. i think I'm better doing both cardio and weights together. If I do them alternate it means I can manage more cardio and I'm not wondering what to do when the weights are over.
In the evening I went for a walk but this time stuck to the plan. I put 2.2kg worth of weights in a rucksack and took Bonnie for a walk. I thought I would struggle with the rucksack but I actually hardly even noticed it. I walked onto a area that is just on the road where I haven't been for ages (now I can drive I tend to go to Ogden instead) and when I got to a section where you can carry on at the top where it is easy or you can follow a path that goes down the banking I was about to follow the top path out of habit but then thought about it.
That bottom path has a very steep difficult bit that I was never able to get past. It scared me just looking at it and I knew I couldn't do it but one time I did try and ended up on my hands and knees hanging on and had to scramble back up to where I'd come from. I used to let the kids go that way and I'd walk along the top.
I thought 'I bet I can do it now' so went that way. I started thinking about something else, my mind was wondering, then I suddenly realised I was passed what I used to think was the scary bit and was on my way up the other side. I had walked down it without even thinking about it.
That put me in a brilliant mood. I may have put weight back on and be more unfit than the stage I did manage to get to but there is nothing like a reminder like that of how much more I can do and how much easier things are than before I started to put a big smile on my face.
Then I got to the bit where you have to go back up to the top path. I used to watch the kids scrambling up there and wonder how on earth they managed it 'it's practically vertical!' I went up it and yes, it's steep, it made me pant but it really wasn't that bad, it is a very short distance.
Then the next part. Again 2 choices. Carry on the top path where it is completely flat or follow the path that goes back down to the more interesting leafy, meadowy part. I did used to go down there because the path going down is much more gentle and when you get down there you again have 2 choices walk along the flat or there are very steep mounds and dips where kids ride their bikes and skateboards. My kids would run up and down them whilst I stood on the flat bit panicking and covering my face and shouting at them to be careful.
When I got to that bit I walked up to the top of one of the mounds and looked down and thought 'dare I?' and walked down and up the other side (maybe next time I'll run) then I walked on and got to the next one which was even steeper. I was very unsure about that one, took a step forward and felt the ground start to move under my foot, stepped back and walked round. HAHAHA I'm still a wuss.
At the end of that bit there is again a steep banking to get back up to the top path. That was always the end of the walk. I would turn around and retrace my steps back home. Not now, I went up the banking and carried on the top path that now went into a more rocky path that I never used to go on because it was past the point I turned around. When I got to the end of there I looked at my watch and it was about time to be heading home anyway so it worked out really well.
When I got home it had been 50minutes, just 5 minutes over what I was supposed to be doing and I had really enjoyed it so that was a good end to the second day.
Friday, 14 August 2009
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