The Week That Was – Run Fatty Run

Monday – a hectic day at work and home, hubby has been doing a course in Sydney which means he is travelling in traffic about 3-4 hours a day, (I know some people do this every day but it’s hard when you are not used to it), being that we work together, it’s hard to communicate about work and personal life when he is locked away in a classroom, only able to respond via Text for most of the day. My problem is I think next time he calls I will tell him, this this and this, and when he calls I have forgotten everything. Anyway long story short, I picked up Miss 3 from Daycare, threw some food on a plate for her and tag teamed hubby to be able to get to my Circus Bootcamp Class. He then had to drag her to do an errand for work and after leaving home at 6.30am didn’t get home til after 8pm. I then got home close to 9pm which is when I threw some food on a plate for us to have dinner. Unfortunately this is our life more often than not at the moment and I get massive mummy/wife guilt.

Busting some circus moves.

Busting some circus moves.

I did enjoy the class this week and we recapped on our moves on the trapeze and the tissues and then tried some different moves on these apparatus. Dare I say I was slightly better than last week on the trapeze and with a bit of help from some of my class buddies I managed to get my legs over the trapeze and dangle and swing upside down. We also learned some handstands, which I could manage with a buddy holding up my feet and we did some of what I call Pyramid building (I think it has a more technical name), as it turns out I was pretty good at being on the bottom of the stack and was freaked out about breaking someone when I got up top, but I did it and everyone survived.

Stacking up.

Stacking up.


Tuesday – I hit the gym and planned to try and beat my 3k time on the treadmill, last time I started my 3k with a walk, so this time I separated my warm up and did 500m walk with a bit of a run, reset the tready and away I went started it at 7.8 and then kicked it up to 8kph for most of it. I smashed my PB by over 1 minute, so my new PB sits at 22.39mins for 3k on the treadmill (no incline).

Wednesday morning I joined a group of swimmers to do a training swim in Wollongong Harbour, I get there late because of Daycare dropoff, so I did 1 lap approx 400m with the group, and then I wandered up to the continental pool (shark free zone) to do some more training by myself as the rest of the group had finished. The pool was packed. I was stunned that I actually overtook someone in my lane, then I realised she was 100 years old and swimming breaststroke, then I did manage to overtake a lady doing freestyle, she was about 80. Upon getting out of the pool I discovered the average age of people at the pool was about 70 something. Part of the reason I went to the continental pool was because I needed to shower and dress to go to another appointment after, normally I just go straight to work all soggy and get ready at work. A lot of chitter chatter in the change rooms from the elderly clientele and a lovely old lady started a conversation with me about my fancy stainless steel drink bottle and as I go to look at her and reply I see she is completely naked and has dropped her towel to get dressed, avert my eyes, look away, I went with staring at the brick wall, now I am not a prude but I am not 1 to start nor continue naked conversations with strangers. Anyway I finished another 500m swim and could have done more but was running low on time.

Thursday no training.

Friday no training.

Saturday no training.

I was on a pretty good high after Mon, Tue and Wed’s training sessions, then someone said something to me on Wed afternoon that really affected me. I dwelled on it and simmered and fumed, got emotional and had to process it in my own way. It took me til Sunday to get my head around it and realised that it was a “thoughtless” comment and was not meant in harm and stemmed more from ignorance and not knowing the full story. I think I read too much into it. In the future I will try to not let these things affect me and my training and my goals.

With all the above feelings going on I fell off the “STAUNCH” wagon, especially Saturday I took Miss 3 to another local Show as someone gave me a free ticket, first stop was my absolute weakness, mini donuts, hot and fresh, fried and coated in cinamon sugar, bloody delicious. There were a few other misdemeanors including coke slushy, topped off with Pizza for dinner.

So Sunday came around and I got my head and butt into gear and headed to the gym, I planned to crank out another 3k on the treadmill, this time I wanted to add some incline into it, so was not trying to break any speed records, I did a “Random” setting on the treadmill on Level 1, and managed 3k in 23.05mins and then finished off with some arm weights.

It felt good and a great finish to a confusing week.

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