Gym Balls

My opponent's back seems to be ok so I attempt to book squash for next week but fail as they’re booked up. Perhaps I was wrong and everyones New Year's resolutions haven’t already crashed and burned.

L is apparently sat at the office on a gym ball which conjures up quite an image. If you 'google' there are plenty of images of appropriate (and inappropriate) uses for gym balls, a lot of them rather intriguingly indecent. Luckily she also has a gym ball at home and today is Friday.

I’m on the bus today and after work I head to the velodrome for a Watt Bike session. For once my personal stalker is nowhere to be found. 5k warm up, ramp session to 315 watts, 5k warm down, brisk 5k to finish. Knackered after that lot.

L warns that if she’s not around when I get home she’s either taken the boys our for a walk or she’s upstairs draped over the gym ball. I’m hoping for the latter. 

(Friday 8^th January)

Up The Ramp

I have booked a gym induction for today at the Derby Velodrome. It’s part of a free offer they have on after which I get a free five pass.

At lunch time, I run to the velodrome, have my gym induction, do a Watt Bike session, then run back to work. I sit at my work feeling well smug. L sits at her work feeling well outdone. She’d have hated it, it was just like cycling.

They made me do a ‘ramp’ session to see what setting I need on the bike. This involved me cycling for 12 minutes and every minute I had to increase by power output by 15 watts. I was a right sweaty mess after that. Good though.

L proclaims me now a Velodrome expert, a member of two gyms and says I’ll be joining a tri-club next while she’ll be signing up to become a Woodthorpe Huffer and Puffer. Not that they would accept her, she’s far too fit and anyway I may only be a member of two gyms for five days.

She also says she’ll be seriously upset if it isn't Friday today. Don’t worry, of course its Friday today. You can never have too many Fridays, after dog training and book club that is.

(Tuesday 14^th July)