So now we are on day 4 of my war against indiscipline- the exercise was intense and I was finding it hard, I mean I was trying but sometimes it was as if my legs had minds or their own and they would just not do what I asked of them. I definitely did not want the trainer, to think that I was not trying. Now that is the exercise stage of things, but what about diet? Keeping on top of your diet when you are not in charge of your household is hard work, ( yes, those words again!) and to be honest, I don’t want to be defeatist but it does feel like an insurmountable task. 95% of the time, the food is smothered in oil and so making good choices remains hard.
Day 5 is a rest day. I found my splenda, the one good choice I did make, hampered by my own silly forgetfulness.
Day 6 Turned out to be a good day... the exercise was just as hard, but the trainer took the time to make sure that my form was good, ie. I was doing the exercises the correct way. the last time, he introduced these kicks into warm up, and funny or ironic actually.. i had to get out of the side kick habit, that’s from Tae kwon Do. we spent a long time on that. It also turns out that i had not been landing correctly when doing my jumping jacks! The correct explanation to the pain in the knees. All in all it was a good session, I have one more week before i return to the UK, am worried about being able to keep up without the trainer!
Day 7 was not supposed to be a rest day, we have now moved to stay with my Aunty and the facilities are different and the trainer has gone to play basket ball.
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