Well, it’s November 24th. And it’s back to writing diary entries about the original topic and purpose. Exercise!
Remember this post – November Challenge. Failed abysmally! I mean, some of the previous entries are an excuse – neigh, an explanation for the failure, but still….
Am I surprised to say that we both (S and I) did abysmally on our challenge? No. Although for a change – unusually – we both have valid reasons, which are not work related. Well, one of my reasons isn’t valid – I know that. I spent 3 days nursing a hang-over after a visit from some friends.
Shortly after that incident, S & myself couldn’t align our diaries to do our HIIT sessions at the same time, but somehow or another I got into routine with running. Yeah, don’t ask me how. I’m still surprised myself. I was doing ok – until I buggered up my legs. More on that in another letter. That put me out of action for nearly a week.
In a meantime, S contracted fricking C19, and even though she’s double-jabbed, she’s rather poorly.
And then of course there is the meltdown session. Strangely as it seems, I did keep up some exercise – running and walking, through those weeks. Actually now that I think about it, I wonder whether it was the walking that helped to pick me back up again so quickly. IT was definitely the walking session the day after that helped with my happy box recovery………. Hmmmm.
Anyway, not dwelling…..
So that’s our exercise efforts in November down the drain from just about every angle.
It hasn’t been a total loss, I will own that, but still – all best laid plans, as they say.
Hate To Exercise 