Today was the warmest day of the year so far - officially, they said so on the weather forecast. But tomorrow is not going to be so good, apparently, nor Wednesday, but Thursday is going to be better again. Typical, since L has tomorrow and Wednesday off work and I want to go for the long walk we've been planning. If we don't do it in the next three weeks, it will be ages before we get to do it at all because once I start my job we won't get any days off together for a while. And it will take us a good few hours to walk all the way to the beach and back.
Anyway, I went to the gym this morning. For the first time, it was actually dry enough to walk across the fields to the gym in my white trainers, which is quite scary really. It's only the beginning of April and there's hardly any mud at all. I know this is our first spring here, but I'm sure it should be wetter than this. Water shortages are a terrible thing. I think I'll have to look for a spot to put a water butt, so we can make the most of any rain there is.
Gym was good. I met the PT who did my induction (she was doing a fitness review for someone else) and she didn't mention that I didn't seem to be following the plan she had made up for me. She had put me down for less than 30 minutes of cardio, and I was doing 60, and I'd more than doubled the weight she told me I should be lifting (and it needs increasing again because some of the lifts are becoming very easy). She asked how I was getting on, so I said great, and I was pushing myself a lot harder than I had when I started.
I was talking to one of the other women there about the bike-with-the-arms, as I call it. I hate the thing, but I have started using it for 20 minutes as part of my cardio workout because I've figured if I find it that bad, it must be doing me some good. I checked my heart rate when I got off it today, and it was only 138, and I'd felt as if I was going to die. She asked me what my heart rate was like when I first started, and I said, "I couldn't have done 20 minutes on it when I first started," which made me realise how far my fitness is coming on.
Now might be a good time to detail my current routine, since it seems to be fairly settled:
Monday - 30 mins resistance, 1 hour cardio
Tuesday - 1 hour 20 mins cardio
Wednesday - rest
Thursday - 30 mins resistance, 1 hour cardio
Friday - 1 hour 20 mins cardio
Saturday - 30 mins resistance, 1 hour cardio
Sunday - 1 hour 20 mins cardio
Cardio is made up of:
Treadmill - 20 mins interval training using gradient (speed 3.6 mph, gradient 2.5 to 8.5)
Bike-with-arms - 20 mins steady 17mph
Elliptical - 20 mins level 6, "effort" 90 (whatever that means)
I'm gradually increasing the speed on the treadmill to get to 4 mph, the speed on the bike to get to 20mph, and the level on the elliptical as it starts to get easier. On my 1 hour 20 mins days, I usually do an extra 20 mins on the treadmill.
Some cardio only days are replaced with a walk of at least 1 hour 30 mins, if the weather's nice. This is not a relaxing kind of walk. I try to average 3mph, even though some of the hills are so steep you're practically climbing up them.
Resistance training is all using the fixed equipment at the moment because that's what I was taught and I'm still getting used to it. I want to move on to free weights before too long because that's what Steve would recommend and Steve's a really-cool-guy-who-knows-a-lot, but I want to make sure I know what I'm doing first because: a) I don't want to look like an idiot, and b) if I drop something on my foot and break my toes I'll have a hard time exercising at all.
Back to my day today .... I'd done my workout, made a half hearted attempted at some housework, played with my beautiful cat in the garden for a while, and was looking forward to a nice relaxing evening, when L came home from work and said, "Let's go for a walk." So, off we went for an hour's non-relaxing kind of walk. I had just eaten one of L's lemon cakes, so that was probably a good thing.
Life is pretty good at the moment.