I ran for the first time in quite a while last night. You know how sometimes you go back to running and that first run is light and carefree and feels like you could go on for ages?
This one wasn’t one of those. It hurt. Especially my lungs. But I managed just over a mile and was proud enough of that.
Then today I went to my crappy “gym”. And what did I behold? Only a bloody elliptical machine! Imagine my surprise and joy when I saw it and found out how to turn it on! Half an hour of fun spent on that (thighs will hurt tomorrow!)
And then I did some half-arsed arm weight machine exercises. For shits and giggles. And cos I was feeling like a superhero after thinking about how awesome it is that I’ve got a new machine to supplement my exercise regime with.
Swim time tomorrow!
And I’m actually feeling genuinely positive about my exercising, my body and the summer at the moment.
Shorts - you will be mine. I will conquer you, wear you and look damned good too.