We've reached the homeward straight.
Three sessions down and three to go. It turns out the first session where we just got measured and chatted about our goals didn't count as a session.
Don't tell John because we don't want him thinking the sessions are anything but torture but I think I'll actually miss our weekly training when we... [more]
Published: February 29, 2012
THE dreaded deadline meant I couldn't make it to last week's session with Sarah but her solo efforts meant she could sit back - at home - this week and enjoy a few days off as I was sent packing off to the gym...alone.
In my blind state of busyness last week I had hastily agreed to do the next one on my own and initially thought it... [more]
Published: February 28, 2012
This week has been one when I could easily have fallen off the boot-camp regime equivalent of the wagon.
It has brought two challenges to my new-found nutrition and exercise plan: a trip to visit family, with the temptations of Mum’s home cooking and eating out, and my birthday.
I’ve kept my resolve, though, ... [more] (1 comment)
Published: February 24, 2012
It was a sad day today as Clare left me to go to bootcamp all on my own.
Last week it was tough and painful but at least as I was suffering I knew that someone was suffering alongside me.
This week, however, other work commitments meant Clare couldn't make it so I had to suffer alone.
Don't worry, Clare will get to suffer the... [more]
Published: February 14, 2012
Last week's session paled into insignificance after last night's torturous escapade.
I knew we would be in for a grueling workout as soon as I walked into the fitness suit – there were what seemed to be instruments hanging from the walls that would look more at home in Guantanamo Bay’s interrogation rooms.
But even... [more]
Published: February 8, 2012
It was session two of six today.
I knew we’d have to put in a bit more effort than last week but I hoped John might ease us in gently to this new routine. Wrong.
We did an hour in the torture chamber. Sorry, fitness suite (although I think it was more a lack-of-fitness suite for me today).
We started off with some... [more]
Published: February 7, 2012
When the brides-to-be boot camp at Armathwaite Hall was first suggested I didn't exactly jump at the opportunity.
In truth, you're more likely to find a salmon climbing Skiddaw than me in a gym.
I don't like to turn down a challenge, though, and when the time came to set off for the first session I was almost looking forward to it.... [more]
Published: February 3, 2012