Well, I’ve done 3 days already and surprisingly, its gone quite quick. I did all the usual things right today, just like yesterday with the flush and the lemonade etc etc.
I’m a bit achy today after going to the gym last night, My arms and shoulders have gone into shock at the workout after not being used for so long. My brother, Steven phoned me this afternoon to see if i wanted to go jogging, I was reluctant, he owns a body building and boxing gym and when it comes to training, he is sadistic. I said I’d go but I’d do 2 miles tops and it would have to be slow.
We didn’t go till 9pm cause I wanted to leave it for at least an hour after I’d drank a couple of pints of lemonade, I knew I’d be needing the energy!!
We set off from home in Old Colwyn and started off at a nice pace, jogging through the park, it was pleasant enough, despite the rain and hurricane winds. By the time we got to the end of the park, my lungs were burning and i felt like i couldn’t get my breath, like my chest was in a clamp and though it was because of asthma. Despite my protests, Ste kept the pace and carried on running and just told me to breathe deeper. I was not gonna be outdone and carried on running, thankfully, we were soon going downhill and I started to get my breath back. I caught up with and kept the pace up and then the bastarrd turned the corner and started going up this steep hill. There was no way I could keep up. I slowed it right down but still kept jogging. We ran up and down some roads till we got to his flat in Colwyn Bay where we had a 3 minute breather while he showed off his new carpets,
Then it was off again, up and down some more roads, this was completely in the wrong direction that I wanted to be going, we’d already done a mile and a half, we should’ve been heading back, but we were still heading away. I’d warmed up at this point and found it suprisingly, much easier than I though. We ran another mile or so to West End. Its reasonably flat and I was going ok so we carried on to Rhos Point, about another mile.
By the time we got to Rhos Point, I literally felt my body run out of fuel and muscles became very difficult to move. We then ran home along the prom back to Old Colwyn which was another 2 to 2.5 miles. The hurricane winds were blowing against us and I found it difficult to get my breath but at least the rain had stopped. Ste started getting further and further ahead of me. It took every bit of my strength and if it wasn’t for the banging tunes I had on my Ipod Shuffle, I probably would’ve given in, but I carried on slowly, but relentlessly. Ste waited for me on the prom at Old Colwyn and then we walked up the last bit home. I couldn’t feel the muscles in my legs at all. I got home, stretched and had a long soak and then felt great.
6 miles we did, its the furthest I’ve ever run, inside or out and the most difficult run I’ve ever done, with the hills and the wind. It was torturous but I enjoyed it and now I feel a sense of achievement. I didn’t think I had it in me. Goes to show, a good personal fitness trainer can make all the difference to your training so I have to say thanks for that to my brother, he’s a sadistic bastard but a bloody good trainer.
weight at 6pm: 140lbs
loss: 3lbs