Tuesday, 19 July 2011
I was running on the treadmill, yes running, I was reminded of Bridget Jones Diary and her talking about her wobbly bits, and it made me smile. Ahhh wobbly bits, we all have some somewhere, or think we do at least. Running for the first time in years in front of a crowed gym will make you feel every wiggle and jiggle you have, and thanks to the surrounding mirrors show them to you as well! I was told by K to switch up my cardio, to do some intervals and try some different machines. Supposedly intervals create a harder recovery for your body later on and cause more calories to burn. Getting your heart rate to increase and decrease is really good too, I can't remember why as I was busy trying to get through training and could barely breath let alone take in and recall much information later. The workout was really hard, mentally and physically, the pounding of my body for every step was very difficult. It felt the the whole room was watching me, and I had to talk myself through the 30 minutes of intervals reminding myself that know one really cares what I look like. Besides if they have the ability to judge me they aren't working out hard enough! And do I really care what strangers think about me? And then a much larger lady came in and started working out, and I was so proud of her and really encouraged by watching her work so hard. I realized that my thinking was way off, anyone at the gym knows how hard each one of us is working and what we are working for.