I did four of those 20min sessions last week, and felt I deserved a weekend off. Thankfully, I had plenty of work to do, so spent most of it hunched over my laptop smashing the keys randomly.
Tracey had organised for some of her clients to do the annual City 2 Surf walk/run that weekend, and I was roped in as courier, chef and welcoming committee on the Sunday. What I envisaged as being a relaxing snooze on a blanket in the park while waiting for them to arrive turned out to be a 2 part session that left me aching for days afterwards. I had 2 x chilly bins loaded with food and drink, and a large bag filled with tarps and blankets and more. Sadly, the closest I could get a park was quite a distance away, and combined with a long-cut, a mis-direction and a wandering about aimlessly, I was carring those damn bags for 2.3km! My shoulders were aching and I was beat. I almost gave up on a couple of occasions, ready to throw it all on to the ground where I was and damn them all! But, I managed to set up camp and quaffed coffee till they all arrived, ate, drank and then we were heading off again. This time I had 2 helpers to carry the bags, but within 500m they were complaining about weight, so I was a gentleman and left them and the bags at the side of the road and jogged off to the car. It was still about 1.5km away, so I was determined to jog the whole way, and I did. Sweet. For the rest of the day, and all of Monday, my shoulders were in pain, reminding me that an exercise session doesn't have to be planned, and incidental exercise is sometimes harder than planned stuff.
This week we have been back in the park, but with company this time. Several people from my office had registered interest in the lunchtime sessions, so were ready to rock over on Tuesday. Well, one pulled out because she had meetings all week long, and another had massive blisters on his feet from the City 2 Surf, and another forgot (pregnant, so shrinking brain at fault). So session one was just 3 of us, and it went really well. It was similar to sessions I did the week before, but different again. All of us were exhausted, but happy, at the end of the session and still keen to return the next day.
That next day was today. Both of yesterdays companions were complaining about soreness, and underperforming in netball or jogging after work that day. A sure sign they had been working hard. Tracey was most pleased. Today we were four and did lots of jogging/running, boxing (which I can already feel in my arms!) and cards. Yes, the dreaded deck came out again with jumping, squatting, lunging, running and pushing options dealt out with no compassion at all. Finishing off with a prone hold was cruel, but it's kinda nice that when they were over you don't have far to fall. I felt this session was a little easier than yesterday (I may have got lucky with the cards) but it sure wasn't a stroll through the tulips.
Tomorrow is a rest day, possibly a morning session or a shin-test jog for me. Hopefully no upper-body action as my arms may not recover from today.
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