14 hours on my feet.

This post is for 23rd October 2011, Sunday.
On this day I was quite literally going flat out from 8am till 10pm. Killer.
Me and Mum went to the gym before our 9.30 cycle class and made the mistake/decision of going anywhere the near rowing machines. It was awesome because I haven't rowed in so long, and I really miss being able to smash out 2km for an epic time. I'll get there, I know I will, but Sunday definitely wasn't that day!
We warmed up by doing 50 calories on a bike and then rowed 2km on the ergos. I wasn't sure how I'd go on the ergo so I just went steady, wanting to test myself out before throwing myself full steam into an ergo. Not that i was race, but I did the 2km before Mum did (It was definitely a race). Then we headed downstairs and I introduced my beautiful mother to tabata.
We did tabata sit ups with a 5kg medicine ball and then a tabata plank. She got through the situps really well but in the second half of the plank she wasn't impressed. But I bullied into her keeping going and she aced it so that was awesome. I love working out with her.
Thennnn we went to our cycle class. Now i have done this class a few times now but holy shit - this time it was hard. Hard, hard, hard, hard. It was the first time where I thought, um I don't think I am actually going to be able to keep going. But I didddddd. Again, having Mum there with me makes such a huge difference. She's a huge motivator for me and very inspiring.

Then I was on my feet all day working from 11-7 and headed out to the local pub with friends after work for a few hours - more standing. Was pretty freaking stoked to fall into bed at the end of that day.

For the life of me, can't remember what I ate. OH WAIT! NO! I was so ridiculously proud of myself. The sports centre I work out has a constant supply of chips, sausage rolls, party pies and more chips out the back being eaten by everyone all day. I always pick up some chips or a sausage roll as I walk past them because its so easy to do, I never bring food with me to work and it's so easy to pick at cos I am always hungry. BUT I decided that now that I am working there all day on Sundays, I was NOT going to eat that crap so I took a salad and a fruit salad to pick at during the day and also a can of tuna to fill me up. It worked absolutely perfectly, I was full all day and i didn't eat a single piece of crap! Needless to say, i was pretty damn stoked with myself.
My boss however left a note on my salad reading 'what the fuck is this? can people even eat this shit?'
Hilarious!