Up bright and early yesterday. Yes, on a Sunday! I bounced out of bed and straight to the gym, I really look forward to going and the buzz it gives me post work-out. Must be those endorphins people always say you get from exercise, they must be telling the truth!
I was mindful to stretch properly before using the treadmill but I think I need to learn more and how to do them 'properly', am quite bendy in some joints and can easily 'cheat'. One for a personal training sessions methinks.
I only managed 20 minutes on the treadmill. I was working on a steep incline and walking hard, although all the while trying to think of engaging my abdomen up and in, which is very hard work. I could only do it for about 10 minutes the other day. The idea behind that is to try and retrain my body a little bit, as it's very easy for me to stick my butt out when walking/cycling/etc. I guess quality is more important than quantity; better to do 20 minutes of correct walking than stay on longer and stress my lower back. In my opinion anyway!
Sadly I hadn't remembered to plaster over my blister so it was a bit sore when I stopped, really didn't help trying to walk properly!
Then onto my lower body exercises, using some very intimidating-looking machines! It's funny, I was using my lower leg to push weights up and pull them down...very hard work and on the lightest weight I could. Still, breathing is all important as well as control. Interestingly, my left leg seems stronger than my right, wouldn't have thought that.
But then onto something called a leg press, where you put your feet up on a platform and push yourself, adjusting the weights in order to work your leg harder. I managed up to about 50kg, bizarre!
Also pushed on a little bit with a couple of sneaky upper body workouts. My shoulder is killing me today so I probably shouldn't have!
Then a second attempt at my sit-ups and crunches. Something else to ask the personal trainer!
Even managed to warm-down and struggle downstairs for a shower without needing to stop, or seizing up in cramps.
Must attack my pot-belly though, it's starting to make me sad...