First off, I want to give a shout out to Ruby at Focus Woman, who spent some time emailing me and giving me some tips to get motivated for writing my thesis.
I’ve also been inspired by her review of a chiro she visited, and I’m going to see one on Friday to see if they have any better ideas about my entire right leg.
Check this out – to ward off the dreaded splints, I’ve been using ibuprofen gel on my leg and covering it in cling wrap. Genius. Does anyone else do this? I got the idea from my mate Sam – I’ll let you know how it goes.
After Monday’s mini-melt-down and a 10km early on Tuesday morning, which was an icy hellish nightmare a pleasant out and back to Kaleen, in the north, Wednesday loomed and interval training was on the agenda.
Problem. My gym access is limited to Sydney for another week or so (after 30 days you can use any gym in the franchise). I had spent an extra night in Canberra, and was heading back to Sydney, but to the wrong suburb to spend an evening with Mr The Rake’s family (while he, conveniently, was on the other side of the country entirely, working on some cases in Perth).
All of this meant that intervals were impossible, and I was short of time. In the spirit of trying new things, and with the knowledge that I can get extraordinarily obsessive about my workout schedule, I decided to throw the plan out for the day and try a home workout.
A few of the blogs I read have posts about home-based workouts, so I got out my weights:
And hooked up my elliptical:
And set myself up.
Squats, lunges, push-ups, walkouts, a few burpees for Mindy, hip raises and front and side planks. I kept thinking I wasn’t really do anything – but it took me 45 minutes or so, and for limited resources, I feel it was a good compromise.
The home gym review? Doesn’t really float my boat. I’d rather be at the gym. But it’s certainly better than nothing. Sadly I didn’t have time for the elliptical, so I just got cross and made lunch instead.
Still going! I’m on an unbroken #PlankADay streak. BUT it’s been really hit and miss recently. I hit 3 minutes about a week ago, but since then I’ve only been able to go anywhere between 1 and 2 ½ minutes.
Progress shots from yesterday:
I know the second one is a dodgy photo – I don’t really notice a change – and I don’t really care. As long as they’re strong enough to hold me together while I run!
In other news, my 22-year-old brother, who still lives at home with the parents in Melbourne, bought a bath tub. It gets delivered on Friday. This may be the straw that breaks the parental camel’s back.
I got back to Sydney after a 3 ½ hour drive to my in-laws, and Mr The Rake’s sister had dinner ready. Family is awesome!