If there is one thing I have realised in the last month, it's that I am freaking no where near as strong as I once was! I also need to stop caring about what was, and focus on how strong I can get. How philosophical of me..
I walked from home to Claremont train station in the morning, the plan had been to run there but the backpack I have always run with and had no problem with-was an absolute pain the ass. It was so annoying to run with that I could only run 50m at a time. And then walked for a few minutes and then another 50 run. Wasn't what I planned, but something at least.
In the afternoon, my sisters boyfriend Justin took me to his gym using a free pass in exchange for a lift home (although I got the free gym session and the lift home so I am not sure how that is an exchange?)
Work out 1:
Warm up: 1km row (second 500m was a sprint)
Tabata thrusters with 4kg dumbell in each hand (8kg)
Tabata sit ups
Tabata cleans with 10kg barbell
Tabata push presses (1st minute 8 kg, 2nd minute 6kg, 3rd minute 4kg, 4th minute 2kg)
This was fucking hard, but it just shows me how far I have to go with my weights. They are such small weights but at this stage its just the movements I am trying to get used to. I just have to make sure I am consistently training them so I can improve. Patience will be required (not my strong point).
That night played a game of mixed netball which was pretty fun. Good run around.
Food intake:
2 eggs for breakfast
5 cups of tea
3 small rice paper rolls
1 sausage sizzle (ooooopppsss)
handful of salt and vinegar almonds
lemon chicken and vegatables for dinner
icecream
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