… apart from the noon bit.
I got up early this morning and went for a swim before work. After a summer of almost complete inactivity I’m enjoying the feeling of doing something again. On top of that, I’m also enjoying practising my breathing.
So I did my current routine of one mile, broken into little sets to help with the breathing and also to do a bit of breaststroke. Then, as per usual I went to the office.
And then, after a full day in the office, I went back again this evening and did another mile.
It’s not a huge distance over a day, but it’s a nice feeling to be able to do it and it’s a nice feeling to feel that I’m on my way towards the big swim.
I was going to go to the gym this morning.
I was going to go on the bike and then on the treadmill.
It would have been great to blow away some of the cobwebs, work up a sweat and then head down to London feeling slightly smug.
I was going to… and then the alarm went off and I couldn’t be bothered!
I seem to be feeling like this quite regularly at the moment. I haven’t exercised yet in December and I’m starting to feel it / notice it. I can feel myself not being as sharp, I don’t sleep as well and I lose a little bit of motivation. However, when I get like that the first response is to get even lazier.
I feel lacking in energy so I eat chocolate… then I feel a bit bloated, but also lacking in energy, so…
I need to break the cycle and I need to break before the legitimate eating festival that is Xmas. I’ve promised myself a swim on Wednesday morning, so watch this space…