Wandering up to the gym with Wifey, I was wondering what I should do. We were running a bit late for us to get there in time for me to do my Thursday night spin class (of which I've not been to for a few weeks now :( ). I guessed I'd end up on the treadmill for the hour - as is my usual "thing". I don't mind it. I get to zone out and just walk (occasionally run). I had been on it for a couple of minutes when PT came up to see if I wanted to do our joint session tonight (since we're off to Canberra tomorrow night for the fun run). I had no objections (short of just about getting into my stride on the treadmill).
Her plan of attack was weights. For the most part, I really don't mind weights. I think my issue with them is that they're not cardio and therefore I don't seem to find them...fun. I hate having to have the breather in between. I know why it's needed but to me it's wasting time. Sounds silly, huh? Try explaining it to your PT without seeming like you're a fat, lazy, slovenly slob! Not easy (though did make PT laugh).
My other issue with weights is that because I'm so not used to them, I feel like a bloody weakling compared to some of the steroid-laden blokes there (now, I'm only using the term 'steroid-laden' to try and make myself feel better about being a weakling - lol).
I think I'm getting a wee bit better with them - my poor left arm is struggling with things at times. It's really not used to being anything more than an ornament, dangling off my body with no real purpose ;) Maybe one day it'll be of use to me. Not any time soon, anyhow!
Breakfast: boiled egg
Lunch: roast vegetable wrap
Dinner: 12WBT chicken laksa
Gym - started off being my usual treadmill session while Wifey had her 1:1 PT session - ended up being our joint session for the week (since we're off to Canberra tomorrow). Weights.
Average HR: 119
Max HR: 173
In zone: 14:37