Sore Squats

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Day 20

I was wondering yesterday just how many people have given up their resolutions now we’re in the full swing of January, or at least struggling to keep to them now routine has seeped in and the Festive period is over. I certainly am finding it difficult, especially the last couple of days.

I had a sick bug on Sunday so spent most of the day in bed sleeping it off, although Joe took me out later so we could walk together in the snow. It would’ve been very romantic if my tummy wasn’t so sore! But it was magical with the snowflakes falling on us but I chose not to do any exercise that day!

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Day 19 & 20
Yesterday though I was back to normal and in Body Bump! I even managed to put my weights up! Sweat was dripping off my elbows for most of the routines. I was a bit unsure of Release 92 at he start of the year, but I’m enjoying now that I know the choreography and knowing which weight to use when.

Squat weight is tough again. When I first started weights, I had a Personal Trainer so I’ve only ever known proper posture. So, with my new weight and keeping good posture, it’s difficult to squat really low. But it’s awesome because it’s definitely something to work on and I’m looking forward to every low bum, sore hammies, sweat pouring squat.

But, oh my goodness, for the first time in months, I’m feeling it today! My legs are tight! Which can only mean one thing… Today’s swim and sauna stretch to loosen them off! Tuesday night at the pool is a treat. The lights are off and all the boys are very pretty… But they know it! Three boys joined my in the sauna and all they could talk about was “gym farting” (way TMI) and who had the bigger muscles, then they were replaced by a trio of slightly more mature guys who were flexing their muscles, too!

What is about people who take the gym so seriously?! I’m lucky if my clothes are remotely coordinated! Nevertheless, my shins are getting better through rest and ice but I’m definitely going to leave off running until next week at least.

I’m a (running) addict
Especially when I’m not in tip top shape, all I can think about is running. I came across this list of reasons you know you’re addicted to running. Many are true to me, but I do believe numbers 17 (running on holiday) and 18 (too embarrassed to go for a pedicure) are most relevant to me. Running around a city when you’re on a business trip or holiday is a great way to explore a city by foot, but is quicker than walking.

I passed 4 runners today…4!! The layer of snow had turned to ice overnight and most pavements now resemble ice rinks. Jogging today, no matter how wrapped up you are is one sure way to saying hello to a cheeky little injury.

Raw Veganuary
If only everywhere was as sunny and warm as this vegan’s life! I’d love to be able to fuel up on purely veggies and fruits, but it is a little too chilly to be eating cold foods on Aberdeen! Maybe I should invest in vegan clothing to keep me warm as I eat my chilled salad? Unfortunately, Veganuary for me finished a little while ago. While I dream of going back to vegan I’m just not sure it’s the right time for me. We’re in Israel for 10 day of February, so if I’m eating vegan there, I’ll continue on for the rest of the month. Promise.

Untameable Hair
Furiously wild today. Body Pump finished at 7pm last night and I was being picked up at 7.30pm as I mark a popular local pub quiz every fortnight. It was a very quick (and cold!) shower, hair wash and toasted bagel! So my hair dried naturally into a wonderful frizz!

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Bag Groper and Tempo Runs

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Day 3

“Erm, Kirsty? What’s that on your pizza?”
[bewildered pause] “Uh… olives?”
“No, the other one”
“DAMN IT!”

Joe and I love olives so I was absolutely dumbfounded when he asked what seemed a very obvious question. I know you don’t know me well yet, but my face can make all kinds of strange expressions that would make a yawning lion jealous of. So, why didn’t he know they were olives? Oh, wait, Veganuary. A Fresh Resolution, squandered on a grab-a-quick-pizza after studying. Cue the appropriately disappointed face.

Vegan to Veggie
Let me explain one thing. When I chose to stop eating meat, I went vegan right from the start. I change cleaning products and make up, too because I was moving to Aberdeen and I so happened to replenish my make up bag (not that I wear a lot, or often). Being vegan felt natural and was a great adventure. I researched why I was vegan and had a great time exploring new ingredients and recipes. But then I had a tonsillectomy and craving yoghurt and work, as you know from yesterday’ spots got overwhelming so I stopped taking as much care for my wants and it was easier to slip.

On top of that, I met Joe, the kindest person I know, and he’s veggie, too! Great! A veggie boyfriend! He’s a doctor (swoon). But this cheeky little fact means that he discourages veganism because of health reasons. What does he know, eh? But I won’t turn my blog into reasons for and against veganism. The only people who want to read about that are, in fact, vegans. Trust me, I know.

Anyway, since I slipped yesterday in one my resolutions, I’ve decided not to feel guilty. That’s the kind of thing I would have been caught up in a few months back. A simple, yet promising sign that I’m battling my lurid depression. So, today was a new, vegan day and I plan to continue that way!

The Sims 3
I’m unashamedly obsessed with The Sims 3 for Xbox360, but I’m too embarrassed to share exactly how many hours I sat playing it today (over 5). Long enough to watch Sparrow have a baby, watch her grow up and graduate before haunting her family then disappear altogether!

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My calves have been tingling all day after tearing up Aberdeen’s pavements yesterday. Please don’t mention that slumped in The Sims seat for 7 hours will not have helped!! It’s incredibly icy tonight so I opted for a tempo run: 20 minutes on the treadmill. How far can I run? Today, 3.42km. Respectable, right? I could’ve pushed harder, but I was so aware of my calves.

I enjoy my tempo runs and feel great when I work out. They’re exhausting and simultaneously exhilarating. Running outside makes me feel free, cycling, unstoppable (it’s either the Lycra or powerful legs!), body pump, strong, equal and treadmill tempo runs make me feel dedicated.

Bag Groper
The infamously loud locker room lady was back tonight. I came out of the shower (well, to be honest, I actually heard her whilst I was in the shower, full power, washing my hair) and her favourite locker is indeed underneath mine. Tonight, though, I started wondering why our paths continue to cross? Last night she loudly announced that she was speaking to the owner of a very nice lighting studio in town. And today she bellowed across the communal wooden bench that this woman owns the new flour shop and she’ll be busy over Valentines.

Is this loud, blond bobbed haired little lady my guardian angel who is influencing my life? Should I take a leap and befriend her? What else might she bring my way?

Untameable Hair
This evening, I’m going for a deep conditioned look. So after washing it, I condition and let my hair dry naturally. One may say my hair is au natural, but frizz-come-wave is a more realistic description.

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Fresh Resolutions

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Day 1

Last night was the first NYE that I spent sober for a long time. Rather than getting somewhat sloshed on middle-of-the-price-range prosecco, joe and I had a night in. Joe studying for the most important exam in his medical career and me? Well, I was playing the Sims3 surrounded by chocolate wrappers. Enviable, I know.

Many will still be sleeping and will have missed the doomsday-like clouds that hung heavily over Aberdeen earlier this morning. But being hangover free means I am up and ready to take on 2015. And I mean that sincerely. I’ve been living with depression and anxiety for over a year and, honestly, it has been astoundingly suffocating.

Fresh Resolutions
So on this early January 1st, I have marked my self-help new year by making three, fresh resolutions:

1. Complete the Balmoral Duathlon
2. Complete Veganuary
3. #writeandrun31

Explanations
1. Last year I promised myself that I would tackle a duathlon after completing the Paris Half Marathon but missed it due to my crippling moods.
2. I’m in toil over dairy consumerism.
3. I would like to write Children’s Novels but unsure where to begin when it comes to writing, so I’ve pledged to #writeandrun31. Each day, for 31 days, I’ve to run (will help with duathlon training) and write. You read it here first, I pledge to run every day for 31 days then write my blog.

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Today is Day 1 and I’m running to my New Year’s Day Body Pump class, then run my shaky legs home.

If you’ve ever fancied yourself a runner or writer, I’d suggest you give #writeandrun31 a go! You’ll find it here It says taking up two new things is harder than one, so even if you don’t fancy running, why don’t you try something else? Won’t it be great when at least one of them turns into a new hobby? My fantastically enthusiastic Body Pump instructor reminds us during our hardest tracks that summer bodies are earned in winter!!

Writing a Blog
So the cat is out of the bag. This is the first time I’ve written and I’ve decided to blog about my training progress. The latter is intimately linked with the day’s moods and interests, which will undoubtably infiltrate my progress update.

So I’m all ears if you want to give me advice about, well, anything, really! Do you have fantastic vegan recipes I can try? Excited about pace or hill runs and want to share techniques? Or happen to be a Children Novelist and want to get a budding writer, writing? Let me know. I’d love to hear from you.

Unnamable Hair
And to keep you in the know. My hair is, unashamedly, large this morning. Although, as I peek in the mirror opposite I can see it has a desirable wavy character that some hairdressers could spend hours achieving.

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