A quick trip to the gym whilst The Little Miss was swimming today.
My life is so sad that I was excited by the new weight plates.
I need to get out more (somewhere other than the gym!)
This evening The Little Mister has headed off to Cub Camp. I hope he has a wonderful time – it certainly looked like they were prepped for a busy weekend.
This morning I cycled Dad’s electric bike to the gym and attended a ladies weights session at 7.30am!! An ungodly time to be exercising BUT it is one of my favourite classes.
It is a small class of up to 6 people with one instructor, the fabulous Jemma, and it is a tailored session depending on who is in. We now have it down to a fine art and we can all work on what we want with Jemma nearby to check on technique and to encourage us to push ourselves.
I love lifting weights… I never thought that would be something I would ever say but I enjoy the feeling of achieving the next goal and pushing myself beyond my expectations. I have been working my way up the quat weight list and Jemma laughingly said to me today ‘I reckon you can squat 90kg today’. Yeah yeah I thought… I pushed myself and squatted 100kg. Just three reps but I’ll take that.
I feel good. I am never going to be thin but I want to be strong with healthy bones fit. That’s what lifting heavy weights gives me.
My morning started really early with a bodypump class and then I went into the gym with my friend and fitness instructor Jemma and we tested out how heavy I could squat. I managed to get to 70kg with relative comfort and think I can go heavier. I am really proud of this photo though. I lost a bit of weight doing Joe Wicks and have put some back on over the holidays. I will get back on the wagon after the holidays.
I am so proud that this rather large Mummy body is strong enough to get me through a full class and then still squat 70kg. I am happy that my body is strong and healthy and functional. It makes me smile when I can go into the gym in my funky leggings and stand next to a miserable looking man and lift heavy weights. Yeah, it makes me feel good, even if I hate the gym culture and intimidation.
My body may not be beautiful but it is bloody strong.
After that I went for a lovely walk with my sister and the kids. Good to catch up and to be out. Lovely to be on holiday.
