EP doesn't cope well with late nights. Getting up this morning was harder than yesterday - and I thought that was bad. Not. Happy. Jan!
Work seemed to drag on - unlike yesterday. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the day, but crikey, it was as slow as the second coming...if not slower. There's a few of us who sent group emails around for most of the day. You'd think we had nothing to do. I did. Could I be bothered though? Nah!
Not being bothered seems to have been a theme for the last few days. I've not really been arsed doing anything that I want (or need) to do. This will change. I know it's just a passing fad. Next week will be so different. I say this with authority now...will most likely say the same thing this time next week, too - haha.
I was looking forward to the gym tonight. If you hadn't picked up on it, I am loving spin classes. Sadly, the bloke who was grabbing my fat rolls yesterday (I know, it's not a mentally pleasing way of describing it - and it's not entirely accurate either - but it sounds better) tells me I need to do more weights and less spin. Pfft. What would he know? (This is one of the biggest rhetorical questions in the world as, as lippy as I get with people, I would not ever contemplate saying this to him...EVER!) Oh well. I'm still going to go to two classes - hopefully PT will give me some things to do on my own. If you knew me, you would know that those are words that I would never have said before - or even dreamt of saying.
Had to weigh in at that test thing yesterday. Wasn't overly impressed with the result...mind you, I was fully clad. That doesn't help much. Be interesting to see what the scales say tomorrow. Bet I end up having an argument with them. Haven't done that for a few weeks - we must be due for a good ol' falling out again ;)
*grump* PT sent a text. I have a session with her tonight. When will she realise that surprising me with things like this makes for a grumpy EP? I don't have time to psych myself up for torture...
So. How did the session with PT go? It went OK. Usual 5 minute warm up on the treadmill and then she gave me the option of what to do. I think she knew it was a safe thing to do - I have no idea what I want to do. I should've said weights, but instead shrugged. She went for a mock pump class. Having asked me if I would consider a pump class and getting my very blunt reaction she felt this would test me out - methinks it backfired on her as I'm adamant that I'm not going to do it. I did kinda enjoy things though ;)
Breakfast: shredded chicken and a tomato (too lazy to get things ready last night)
Snack: mandarin and some mixed seeds
Lunch: 6" vegetarian sub (vege pattie, onion, tomato, capsicum, lettuce, jalapeno, cheese) - no dressing! (lazy is not good...)
Dinner: falafel pita pockets (chilli, tomato, capsicum, onion, hummus)
PT session. Weights. Ugh.
Average HR: 125
Max HR: 170
In zone: 22:27