Trying to keep on track

Well it looks like I need two slaps on the wrist.

Firstly, I've been very bad at updating this blog.

It's not that I haven't done any exercise since mid June, honest.

That said, I seem to have let things slip a little in recent days.

It turns out that you don't magically keep your fitness if you don't work out for a while.

Today I went to the gym for the first time in a week and it was hard work.

I'd done active things in the meantime, going out walking in the Lake District with my mum, who's up on holiday, but I hadn't done a proper workout or pounded the pavements in a run.

If I'm totally honest it was hard mustering the motivation to drag myself there.

The longer the gap between sessions the harder it is to bring yourself to it.

I was glad I did, though.

The hand bike, for one thing, was hard work after a seven-day break.

It was hard work doing two three-minute stints on the treadmill, too.

I definitely need to step up my running training if I'm going to meet my half-marathon goal next summer.

I've got a good incentive to work on my fitness levels though.

I picked up my wedding dress last week and at the moment it fits like a glove around my hips and waist - the areas I needed to lose weight from when I ordered it.

Now the challenge is to keep it that way untl April...and ideally beyond.