Motivation for fatcats and possibly fatcat chumlies.
Barf. Top of the morning to you and may whatever is causing me to feel like warmed up death never afflict you. I am feeling the effects of yesterday EVEN though by and large I though I kept both feet on the ground for as long as I could. I may have a cold. Yes that's it, it's a cold.
Anyway, here is the week that was, I have a long run planned for tomorrow-assuming I don't break between then and now. Is apricot jam mixed with butter on toast really that vile? The paramour seems to think so. Strange man.
Sunday, hangover free I decided to set myself a little challenge, so I ran 10 miles, all along the coast road from Fairview to Sutton cross and back, I wasn't trying to break any speed limits, indeed I was only trying for distance and I stopped in Sutton to have an ice pop before the return leg. It was sunny, people were smiling and even though I was throughly banjaxed by the time I got back to the car-really I almost wept with relief when I saw it- it was totally worth it. Although my sun factor sweated off and I had a ridiculously pink nose by the end of it.
Monday, not a whole lot, although I mowed the cursed lawns AND Hoovered. I hate Hoovering.
Tuesday, I had a forty minute run. It was awful and my clothing was annoying me.
Wednesday -because I've been out of the gym somewhat I decided to get my arse back there and I did some circuit training.
1000m dashes on rower,
15 pullups between each set.
By 4.
First 1000 came in at 4:44
second at 9: 28
Third at 14:12
4th at 18: 32.
My arms were slightly shaky after.
Finished off with a 20k cycle on those wretched bikes. I've decided I completely hate them, so I'm going to get my own bike repaired and use that for rides instead.
Thursday 12k run.
Friday- Spaniard.
Satdee- I intend to have breakfast. Really that's about it, really.
Mañana- run, I will run the run of the gump.
Ow.
Anyway, here is the week that was, I have a long run planned for tomorrow-assuming I don't break between then and now. Is apricot jam mixed with butter on toast really that vile? The paramour seems to think so. Strange man.
Sunday, hangover free I decided to set myself a little challenge, so I ran 10 miles, all along the coast road from Fairview to Sutton cross and back, I wasn't trying to break any speed limits, indeed I was only trying for distance and I stopped in Sutton to have an ice pop before the return leg. It was sunny, people were smiling and even though I was throughly banjaxed by the time I got back to the car-really I almost wept with relief when I saw it- it was totally worth it. Although my sun factor sweated off and I had a ridiculously pink nose by the end of it.
Monday, not a whole lot, although I mowed the cursed lawns AND Hoovered. I hate Hoovering.
Tuesday, I had a forty minute run. It was awful and my clothing was annoying me.
Wednesday -because I've been out of the gym somewhat I decided to get my arse back there and I did some circuit training.
1000m dashes on rower,
15 pullups between each set.
By 4.
First 1000 came in at 4:44
second at 9: 28
Third at 14:12
4th at 18: 32.
My arms were slightly shaky after.
Finished off with a 20k cycle on those wretched bikes. I've decided I completely hate them, so I'm going to get my own bike repaired and use that for rides instead.
Thursday 12k run.
Friday- Spaniard.
Satdee- I intend to have breakfast. Really that's about it, really.
Mañana- run, I will run the run of the gump.
Ow.
posted by fatmammycat at 8:43 a.m.
21 Comments:
Hey ho. You had a good week. Your swallie yesterday was well-earned. That's a nice feeling.
Rubbish week for me. Gym twice and although they were good workouts that was it for the week.
What's happened to John Mc's site? I'm just getting a blank screen for him.
Me too darling, it's just white. Gah, I feel wretched. A spin out down by the Dodder with CG's delightful pooch should clear the cobwebs. Really somedays I just feel too old for drinking and gadding about.
Apricot jam and butter on toast? Dear me, that's a recipe for joy around here. Not vile in the least tiny bit!
A good week for me. Back to my routine of rest on Mondays and Fridays, but balls to the wall cardio on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, with weights and lunges and all types of other stuff mixed in.
I just finished a long yoga stretch warm up, and half hour on the elliptical, and I'm afraid that's all I have time for today. Sister-in-law is coming to town and we're planning some beer-buzzed book-shopping. And she'll be here in less than an hour, so I have to get showered and eat something and get SPOUSE out of bed because he'd PROMISED to help clean a few things before we have house-guests. It's 10:45AM and he's still in the rack, and there's evidence that he had a late night drunken iPod fest for himself down in the basement. I hope he's hungover, because I'm going to throw my sweaty socks on him. That'll get him moving.
I may or may not work out tomorrow - depends entirely on how much I drink today, and how I feel. Meep.
I can't stomach any kind of jam. I made eggs over easy for me and the pooches while poor tired Mr. M went back to bed.
No gym this week but when I had them for two days on my own they were perfect angels on a long walk. We took them to High Park on the trails yesterday. I was shocked to see some macho dude with yip yip dogs whip out his peen to pee at the edge of the path! He didn't even try to be discreet. Gross.
Only ran twice this week, 2-3 miles because I was still getting over a cold. I biked once, did yoga a couple times. Otherwise nada. Since the snot is finally gone, I'm planning on doing 10k tomorrow morning, come hell or high water.
Now that summer's here and the students have cleared out of campus, I might try out the gym and see what they have in the way of rowing machines...
Apricot jam and butter on toast is heaven.
Public urination is not.
Running on a sunny day euww, how yuckie, fair play to you. I did sweet fook all, except eat and weep openly at the overwhelming poverty in the stinkiest country I ever laid my nose on. I am going kick boxing tomorrow though and I am ascared.
One other thing, I had a drinkathon last night which brought me right up until 8.30 this morning and having just risen
I have a question that I always ponder, why, oh why when you have had a hard night on the razzle do the tops of your legs feel like they have run a marathon, I mean proper muscle pains, what gives?
Nonny
Meabh, what are "eggs over easy" ?
Nonny
Nonny, they're also known as "dippy eggs" where I'm from. It's when you fry an egg softly so that you flip it over once but leave the yoke runny.
You should take some vitamins for the muscle pains and some sports drink of some kind to battle the dehydration.
a ten miler with ice pops?
can you think of nothing else but shopping?
did you take your hand bag with you?
running is running, shopping is not.
ok?
a measly 5 mile on tuesday for me. thats it.
hey FMC, running with ice pops at half way sounds cool, must definitely try it!
I'm swimming 7 days a week now to try and crack this breathing/ swimming malarkey and I've taken on a coach to help me. 3 days cycling and 3 days running. I know it sounds like a lot but swimming doesn't take a lot out of the body really, well not the legs anyway... It was a lot though and I feel wrecked but today was a mountain race which I love with all my heart so the wrecked-ness feels great! And that's what it's all about isn't it?
Hope you're feeling much better soon FMC!
Back from the gym and feeling terrific!! An hour of solid hard work and me sweating like a Texan pig in lycra. I did 30 minutes at resistance 6/10 on the elip. Lots of leg work on the machines, some dreaded arm work and then a fast 10 minutes on the treadmill. It's 99 degrees here today and my face is still like a tomato an hour later. Time to crank up the A/C.
Going out for a celebration with friends tonight and feel I've earned my scoff which is nice 'cos scoff I intend to. And the endorphins are making me all goofy daft.
Have a fabby weekend all!! And thanks for motivating me into getting my arse moving!
A cold? Is that all? A bit of effort would have it upgraded to man-flu and a week on the sofa with full remote control privileges. And yes, man-flu is available to female felines too.
Man -flu eh? Sounds serious and highly contagious. And surprisingly easy to catch.
Aisling I swear to marmalade, you're the ONLY person I know who gets giddy with delight at the prospect of running UP hill.
Well done everyone, dog walking, sock throwing, swimming and running alike, it all takes time and effort. And we're doing it, and some folk don't. and that's the long and the short of it.
Now, the papers, but later another 10 miler, at least it's not baking today so hopefully I'll only be charred deep pink on the home stretch. AND I might still stop for a orange split.
I see Medbh, dippy eggs my Grandad makes them for me with dippy soldiers, emm yummy scummy.
I went kickboxing this morning, I brought my hangover with me. Somebody punched me in the face, I mean in the fucking FACE, what the hell is that about. I would have understood if she knew me but don’t know the geebag from Adam and she goes and punches me in the face, on my birthday and all. The audacity of it, I was outraged. Never again.
Nonny
Happy birthday, Nonny!
Happy birthday Nonny!
Re: the eggs, the first time my husband called them "dippin' eggs," I about died. We just called them fried eggs growing up, and it was understood that the yolks were supposed to be runny. Spouse also calls french toast "egg toast." Something wrong with that boy.
I just finished 10k, can't imagine moving up to 10 miles. Maybe one day.
Ouch, happy birthday Nonny.
Congrats on the 10k Grims! Bravo indeed. And runny eggs yolks are the devil's smegma,
Thanks dudette's!!
Nonny
Still around Sam - although there is summat' wrong with my blog. Main page won't show. Need to grab a wrench and fix the doo dat thingamagig. Been traveling, NY, London, Kerry so didn't notice. Thanks for the heads up.
Training wise, got in a bunch of 10ks on hotel treadmills after work meetings, and I did a beautiful 40 minute run on the beach in Kerry, glorious sunny day it was. Going to sign up for the San Jose triathlon on June 8th.
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