I can't believe how much the new calf exercises are making my legs ache! I'm trying to console myself with the thought that I must be doing them right, and it must be doing some good.
I couldn't face going out today, and didn't want to go on the treadmill, but knew if I did nothing I'd be cross with myself.
Inspiration struck, and I dug out an exercise DVD. I have quite a collection; some celebrity ones that would be more useful remoulded into plant pots, but a few old faithfuls that have helped me get fit in the past (especially when the children were young, and I couldn't get out to a gym).
I chose a 'Rosemary Conley Whole Body Workout', and followed the thirty minute aerobic section and twenty minute toning session.
It was surprisingly good fun to do, although I always make sure the curtains are closed. It's a bit off putting when the postman takes a shortcut past the front window and catches me doing stretches with baked bean tins for weights...trust me...it's happened in the past, and it's very embarrassing when the next recorded delivery letter arrives.
The truth is, I'm a lot further away from my plan than I would like to be, but I'm trying not to get too stressed about it. I know if I push too hard now I'll be out of the running altogether, and I've worked too hard to let that happen.
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