Hmm if only I was covered in fur and resembled a Polar Bear - maybe then this blasted cold weather wouldn't make it so incredibly difficult to stay on track with my PT sessions.
You know you agree with me: it's hard to be motivated to go out first thing in the morning and get your exercise on when it feels like the ends of your lady lumps could be used by career criminals to break into jewellery store display cases without leaving a mess.
It also doesn't help when, once the alarm goes off, hubby rolls over sticks his arm out and asks innocently: "cuddles?" Especially when he's body temperature is always at a toasty 37 degrees.
Still, I tried to persevere though admittedly last week I spent more time jogging / power walking than focusing my efforts on targeted PT bits and pieces. So this morning I thought I'd get back in to it , and after a brisk 5 minute walk around the block, wandered out into my front yard with my little purple weights, and bright green toning band ready to wave bye bye to the banana wings.
At this point I should note I have no fence around my house and as many of you know my house is actually a unit so my efforts are being broadcast to anyone else stupid enough to be out in an almost-winters morning at 6am.
I lasted about 15 minutes by the standing still pumping my arms and lunging to the ground wasn't really holding my interest (honestly, does it hold anyone's?) so finished with a jog around the block.
Still wanting to get into the PT habit, I've decided to actually start using a PT 'game' (for want of a better word) I brought for the PS3 sometime last year. Called "My Fitness Coach Club" it promises to be "THE perfect place to create tailor-made training sessions," and I will have my own personal coach with me every step of the way.
I don't care if it is essentially make-believe, if my coach is some bobby, blonde with pert boobs, no waist and a butt to die for, I may throw the controller through the TV.
Though isn't that what I'm essentially striving for?
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