motivation for fatcats and possibly fatcat chumlies.
Don't ask me about the nameless pub, I didn't even make it that far down town. Don't ask me anything, don't make any noise either.
Like Gimmie I believe I will give up beer for a while, I think I could be allergic. Plus if John Mc is right- and I have absolutely no reason to doubt him- my calorie consumption last night was WAY up in the thousands, and that means I've to spend a goodly time in they gym today trying to repair my tattered self.
Oh common sense, why must you always let yourself get shouted down like that? Why have you no spine, no gumption? Why is it you're so easily swayed? Why?
Sunday, ran close to 20k for a long run, it was sunny and glorious and my shins hurt slightly on the home stretch.
Monday- 15 k ramble around Clontarf, St Anne's, Bull island with CG and CG's dog.
Tuesday- nowt, but it stopped raining long enough for me to clip the hedges.
Wednesday- 'Angie,' Cross fit, which means, 100 pull ups, 100 sit ups, 100 press ups, 100 squats. for time, unfortunately I don't know what bloody time I did it in as my watch was back home in my bathroom. But I'm guessing just under the half hour mark. I used the grav for pull ups and push ups were done off my knees. Feet anchored for sit ups, squats as rxd.
Thursday- I got out of bed and screamed when I stretched. Walking down the stairs was like walking the Himalayas, lowering my body into my chair-scream. Getting back up- scream and so on.
Satdee. today I plan to spend some time in the gym. Compound lifts I should imagine, assuming I don't fall down. Tomorrow I've got another 20k run on the books, so I'll be taking it handy today in terms of cardio.
Right, now what delicious breakfast will I have, porridge and an eggs, OR an egg and porridge? Hummm, choices choices.
Labels: but beer is a carb right?