Valley of the Trolley Dollies

Not good today. Yesterday, I forgot to eat my banana (not a euphemism) thirty minutes before the gym. Ten minutes into the session, i suddenly realise I am sweating like a catholic priest in a leather bar. Worse: Like a bishop at a meeting of ‘abused children anonymous’. I keep on, push through the pain and the sweat, grit my teeth, and keep going. Mmmm. Sounds lovely. And it is. If it’s Friday night, the lights are low and someone else has just paid for dinner and a good wine. But on a Tuesday, when you face work that afternoon…

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Three trips to the gym have now gone unrecorded: Friday another 40 minutes split between sprinting on the treadmill, straining like a constipated elephant on the in-line skater, and madly spinning on the cycle.

Monday was 40-ish (nearer 45, but with a fair bit of hopping between the cross-trainer, rowing machine and treadmill).

And Tuesday (today) was 20 on the cycle, 15 on the in-line skater (which I swear is the hardest thing in the whole place - truly crippling) and 10 on the treadmill, 7 of which was spent sprinting.

Saturda morning’s weigh-in produced a marked drop from the previous week. Exact measurements weren’t kept for the start of the whole process, but the start weight was around 73.8kg. Saturday’s numbers were quite impressive: 71.8 kg (11stone 3). A big drop for the first week, which is sort of to be expected.

The plan is to get through the rest of this week on pure cardio / toning, then sort out a personal trainer to try to beef me up a bit. Well, that’s the plan…

Yesterday’s Gym session consisted of

• Rowing Machine - 5 minute sprint.
• Cross Trainer - 20 minutes at a high enough level to get me to 80% max heartrate
• Inline skater - 5 minutes sprint. Crippling.
• Treadmill - 10 minute sprint at 11kmph.

Soundtrack: Madonna Mixshow by Victor Calderone (yes, I am gay!!)

Sweating like: Someone who’s getting back into the whole thing. IE not very much, actually, and settled down faster than the first two days.

Was able, this morning to wear the trousers that I put to one side two weeks ago, so it just goes to show how quickly (three days of hard work and a little less than  a week of watching what goes into my mouth) you can see results.

Today will be a no-gym day, ‘cos I’m off to lunch with a friend.