Ever tried doing sit ups with a dog?

Another Thursday rolled round, which means another all-over session. I'm feeling tired, but not sore. Bag packed, ready to roll.

Again I start with a short jog, about 800m with the dog, to warm up and get the lungs moving again. Previously when running a distance like that my shins start to get real sore, and anything over 1km expands the pain massively step by step. After this short run my legs are fine. I'm hoping that the hamstring, butt and calf exercises all all helping to work the magic on my long legs. With a small amount of luck, and plenty of work, I may well be able to tick off one of my goals - learn to run! When I can do 2km non-stop and non-pain then I'll be a happy chappie indeed!

So, warmed up, into the session we go. Today, it's arms and shoulders. Pull downs, ups, sideways and with my butt in the air, my arms are given a good working over. Not going to full exhaustion level, thankfully, that'll be next week I bet.

Once the arms are dead, it's onto the floor for some well needed abdominal work. Sit ups, crunchies and some back exercises and a bit of swissball work get them screaming and burning. Added difficulty due to the dog being very keen to assist and lying on me, or under me, or grabbing my arm in his mouth, or trying to burrow under my neck. Such a loverly, helpful assistant. If he wasn't so damn cute I might be tempted to tell him to go away!

Session over in record time (about 30mins maybe?) I'm on my bike and off to work. At least this time I have some power left in my legs and I partake in my usual commuting activity - racing roadies. Being on a 10 year old bike, with only one gear, and 100KG+ rider, I get a small bit of satisfaction in making the featherweight roadies in their lycra and carbon fiber bikes work for their place. Sometimes (ok, so usually) I take them out, or they blow out, and I can continue my journey. It's not always a roadie, but there's almost always a race every day. Good morning fun. 

Tomorrow is a quick ham & ab morning. I might even jump on the scales this weekend and see if there's any improvement there. I don't feel thinner yet. Or stronger. But it's only half way through week 3. Week 4 is when it all changes and the bar is lifted. No slacking, no excuses, no being a pussy. Also on the cards this weekend is another trek through the hills on Sunday, hopefully on a slightly harder slope than last weekend this time :) Bowenvale to Sugarloaf & return should do me nicely.