Those of you that know me know that I can organise well when I need to, but can also be a complete blonde dumbarse at the same time. After yesterday's key escapades which meant that I pretty much had a day off exercising I was definitely going to the gym this evening. I did walk from the station to my flat - which is no mean feat if you know the hills of Crystal Palace.
So today I got to the gym, music all ready, really needing a wee - so I grabbed all my stuff and ran into the gym. I must have looked so eager to be there. I get changed and then realise i've left all my change and my water in the car. I couldn't be arsed to go out of the gym and back so decided to just go for a run around the park instead. I was pretty shit to be honest, ran for a minute and a half, then walked for a minute, then 3 lots of two and a half minutes. I don't mind telling you I was a red, sweaty mess by the end. When I got home I did 3 sets of 10 sit ups, I had done two lots this morning - then polished off with five minutes of hula hooping.
Here'/'s a picture of my red sweaty face to prove the burn. After I took this photo I seemed to sweat a lot more but I didn't bother taking a picture of that. Maybe next time, if you're lucky.
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