Check me out in my SPA bling! I told you awhile ago that I had been accepted as a Sweat Pink Ambassador. It’s a great group of people, and I’ve been having a brilliant time getting to chat to a whole lot of SPAs.
Yesterday I got my tank and shoelaces, and I am in heaven!
Then, the day after getting my swag, I received an email from Laura at Girls Gone Sporty -
Women’s fitness resources: http://www.girlsgonesporty.com/
I’ve been accepted as one of the first GGS ambassadors! I am really excited about this too – I love a bit of girl power when I run.
…ok, all you dudes who just tuned out, I swear, it’s out of my system now.
That awkward moment when
So instead I can move on to some fun stuff, like this morning, when I crawled out of bed and made the three hour drive to Sydney. I think my 8am freddo frog pit-stop may have cured my addiction. – It wasn’t the timing of my chocolate/sugar hit (I maintain that chocolate can be eaten at any time), but that at 8am, those babies are basically frozen. Nowhere near as yummy!
Right, where was I?
Got it – as soon as I got to Sydney, I stopped at the local market, where old Italian men and women were taking their time over their shopping. I cannot believe how slowly they move. I know it’s taboo to hit an old person, but I was pretty close. In my defence, I had been driving for 3 1/2 hours and was desperate to get home to the bathroom.
I smiled and they smiled back. I thought they were being friendly.
Then I got home, looked in the mirror, and realised I had bright blue chewing gum all over my lips. Classy.
No – you don’t get a picture. You don’t deserve one.
That sick feeling
I cleaned it off and bolted to the gym for my second personal training session. Dave is an evil PT, and had a session of compound movements ready to go.
The aim is to get me using different parts of my body at the same time. Today was:
- Press ups and dumbell rows on the ground (I can’t even explain this – a cross between a push up and a forward bending row)
- Walking twist lunges with a medicine ball
- Squat presses with a medicine ball (squat then push up, arms extended)
- 20kg dumbbell dead-lifts
- 20kg weighted walk and step-ups
I’ve been doing weights on my own for far too long – three circuits of this and I was sweating pink all over the place (mmm, interesting visual there…).
That sick feeling is what happens to me when I do squats. Awful! Apparently it has something to do with the fact that you are loading so many muscles so heavily.
Does this happen to anyone else?
Being an obsessive running nut, I then hit the elliptical to try out a fartlek style workout.
For the record, fartlek is much better when you’re running!
Someone to take away the sad
After all of this, I am, in theory, supposed to be studying.
But studying makes my face look like this emoticon –
Mr The Rake found a solution today – he reached out to grab my face
Then he said
Take away the sads
He looked down at the cocktail he’d made, took a sip, looked up, and said
Then I kill them with booze.
He was quite satisfied that he had fixed everything.
Has to be getting my email from GGS. I love the CEO, Laura, and I love the site. Watch out and I’ll get a badge up on the site soon.
Do you ever feel nauseous when you do weights/squats?
How do you ‘take away the sads’?
What’s something ridiculous you’ve had on your face and didn’t realise until later?