Thursday: Am I going to die soon? was the question that popped into my head today…while training, shortly before unkie pukie reared his ugly head. I did 6 x 500s (between 9.5 & 10.5) and had to break up all but the first two. Jesus fucking christ. What have I done to myself? Not a question at all. I know exactly what I’ve done to myself! Aside from now being able to call myself Fatty McFat-Fat I am completely out of shape. I don’t think I’ve ever been in such bad shape. It is absolutely disgusting. I think now, finally, that enough is enough. No more shit food, no more sitting on my sofa cause it’s easier than having to go to the gym, or out for a walk, or to spin, or even out for a round of golf.
Wednesday I played 18 holes as the first card in my attempt to gain a handicap. Was well, but used a buggy, so the exercise can’t really count at all. My legs are killing after the 300 session I did on Monday night.
Tuesday I walked for 5 mins as a warm up. Rowed 4 x 30s on, 30s rest.
DB Bench 15 @ 10, 12 @ 16, 10 @ 16
Row 30s on, 30s off, 30s on
Vertical Traction 3 x 12 @ 37.5
Row 30s on, 30s off, 30s on
DB Flyes 3 x 12 @ 7 (slow)
Row 30s on, 30s off, 30s on
Standing cable row 3 x 12 @ 25
Row 30s on, 30s off, 30s on
Felt really good after the workout, my legs were a bit stiff…really not liking this DOMs thing – but at the same time, so so into it!