Boxertorture and more...

Well on Tuesday Morn, I had grand plans of awakening at 5.15 getting dressed into my gym gear and going for a leisurely bike ride through the burbs...however the reality was the inner sloth won a battle and I slept in till 6.45am. Feeling on the naughty side of glamorous, I packed my gym bag - as my sloth had made me miss my leisurely bike ride I would now be punished by taking the Boxercise class at work.

Each Tuesday our company pays for a trainer to come and deliver boxercise training. For weeks many colleagues have tried nagging, shaming, cooercing and just plain bitching to have me attend, however I have always resisted - believing it to be sweaty jumpy and just plain scarey.

Anyhoooo here I was at 6.15pm decked out in my gym gear ready to give it a whirl. There was jumping there was boxing there was hideously nasty sit ups yes SIT UPs...no girly aerobic half arsed crunches here - full pinned down feet sit ups.

I managed to do 5 in a row and felt completely and utterly shattered - but wait says the trainer there are 2 mins left to go.....(needless to say the following 2 mins where spent doing a great job of mimicking a situp!!).
Finally it was over and the beetroot faced girl retreated to the safety of my mazda then home into a big hot bath.

This morn I got up early and did my Yoga as planned. There is a new an interesting muscle at the top of my abs just under my boobs. I can feel it for the first time in ages...I am not sure if this is a good thing or not.

My home scales tease me with a 97.0!

Marc (Golds) says in about 3 weeks I will feel it in my clothes...I hope so

35sleeps till I go to Bali....5 whole weeks ---- getting excited now...
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