This is a bit of a catch up, not a great week for blogging, but not a bad week for #janathon. Every day, I’ve still had my early morning core/stretch/yoga thing going on, followed by 30 minutes on the bike (mostly in pjs, although a couple of times, I’ve actually got out some proper kit to wear!).
I had a hard physio session on Tuesday, so abandoned my swim and pilates, which was probably the sensible thing to do although it put me in a very bad mood to miss it. (Just ask my partner!)
Thursday was more physio and nothing much allowed over and above the usual until today. I’ve been back in the gym for the first time since I last broke my foot four years ago. And I’d sort of forgotten how much I hate it.
All I was to do – under instruction from my physiotherapist – was 10 minutes on the cross trainer, 3 x 10 sets on the leg press and then a final 10 minutes on the cross trainer.
Ok, sounds straightforward, but no. I got on the cross thingy whatsit and pressed all the buttons, nothing seemed to be happening, so I tried another, then on the fourth a guy behind me advised that you have to move your feet and arms to spark it into action. Huge thanks to him, but why doesn’t just pressing start work? Grrrrr, made me miss running even more.
After getting that sorted, I was supposed to use the leg press, of course none of the things in the gym have a label and it really wasn’t obvious what it was, so I had to find someone to ask. After a 10-minute wait – they really need to employ more people – a really lovely member of staff showed me what it was and what to do and gave me a bit of extra help and advice about my foot.
A final 10 minutes on the cross trainer and then I was free! I headed to the pool as my reward, doh, forgot my bag and had to go back, wasting more time and so ended up only doing 40 lengths, not the 80 I’d hoped for as I’d got my timings all wrong, what with the nonsense in the gym and all. It did remind me how much I enjoy being in the pool more than the gym and running even more.
Still, I’m back in my blogging mojo now so hopefully that’ll get me more motivated to try more in the gym again, even if it’s just so I can use this space to have a big old moan about it. If I’m moaning a lot, that means I’m in the gym a lot right? All good?