So I finally made it to a bodycombat class last night. Brilliant! Hig energy, used a lot of muscles I didn't know existed, they turned the lights off so no-one could see that I was in fact doing a completely different move to everyone else...
I can't normally make the Tuesday session because of footie but as there are two other sessions a week I'm pretty sure I can fit it into my schedule! I did also make it to the gym on Monday night but I got so frustrated with the blessed new machines again that I did about an hour and then cut it short before I got in a bigger huff or cried. I have got my programme review thing tonight so hopefully once I am set up on that I will be raring to go and will no longer feel the need to scowl so ferociously while working out.
I very much looking forward to running on Friday and hoping we will make about 8 miles. I know we can do that distance, although I'm also sure that after a week at work my body may think otherwise.
I've not achieved the whole balance thing again yet in terms of food. I ate cake before 9am yesterday (was truly amazing though) but now that the exercise is getting back in check that will fall into place. I'm thinking that I might gve the mini-eggs a miss today, and also that I might hand out my photo to all local shops and ask them not to sell me chocolate, no matter how much I plead.
Well, I'm off to practise my right hook...Ciao!
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