All posts tagged: workout

The trick is to keep going

Today I went back to full-on mode. It’s been an intense Monday, I would say, and even though I feel exhausted, I also feel alive. I woke up this morning with the aim to get my new favourite train to go to work. It arrives packed at my station, but everyone gets off the train at Lewisham, so I can then choose where I want to sit. It also stops by my office, so it’s a super win-win train of happiness. Of course, I hadn’t factored in the road works that are plaguing Lewisham. I could have made it to the train on time, if it hadn’t been because the pedestrian crossing was closed and they forced us to walk back and around the roundabout, instead of letting us cross straight, as usual (FYI, I’m walking to the station tomorrow). I didn’t let my annoyance take the best of me, and was lucky to enjoy a lot of banter with Oummou and Brian, who were both a train ahead of me (and a slightly more …

Crazy people

It’s been a while now that I’ve been talking with my friend Brian about joining this craze called Insanity. He’s been doing it for a while and has always been telling me to do it too, but I’ve always been reluctant. Finally, I gave in. He showed me the fit test, so I could have a look at it and my, I was sweating only by watching it! It seems it’s a maximum intensity interval training (MIIT?) in which you basically push yourself to the limit, and then have a brief rest. You’re supposed to follow Insanity for 60 days. Somewhere along the way I convinced our friend Oummou to join us, and then I injured my knee again. They started, and I didn’t. You can imagine the amount of teasing and jokes I’ve had to endure ever since! However, I made a promise that I would start as soon as I was back from Paris, allowing Friday 13th to rest, maybe go out a bit, and because I don’t trust starting anything on Friday …

On your marks…

I officially declare training season begun. For the past month (ish), I’ve been procrastinating massively. I’ve been so lazy. My usual routine has been TV and food, and sleep. Of course, this has resulted in the scales getting back at me in a very rude manner, but I am onto them now… To make things easier, it started on Monday. Finally, after quite a while dodging it, I went to zumba with my friend Su. We miscalculated the time, so we had to run a bit to ensure we caught the train, which we managed, but that short outburst of exercise left me winded. Ouch. Fitness levels: -3. The class was actually nice. It wasn’t crazy hard, but of course, having no hand-hip-foot coordination whatsoever, I found it difficult. If I tried to just move to the sound, I could, but as soon as I tried to move nicely, I was getting all confused. We also did a lot of arm exercises, during a full song, which was painful, but I really liked as normally …

Snoozing the New Year

I read today a post about the snooze function in the alarm clock. While I don’t remember the first time I discovered this function on my alarm clock, I must say the morning ritual described by the writer does ring a bell. It’s interesting to see how we always fall into a cycle, usually an unhealthy one, and the lengths we go to keep it that way. Be it every night, every Sunday, every month or every 31st December, we are always full of goals and ideas for the following period. As soon as that “tomorrow” is here, we find every way possible to avoid keeping our promise to ourselves. Every night I vow to go to bed early, so I can have a full night sleep and wake up refreshed, yet every night I fail at achieving my goal. When the alarm goes off at 6am (yes, 6am) I feel too tired and sleepy, my bed feels too comfy and warm, so I think I really don’t need to work out, it’s OK, I …