“Try everything once except incest and folk dancing” – Sir Thomas Beecham.
Well I’m glad to report this post does not involve incest, nor folk dancing (although I have already tried that – primary school in the 1970s was very different to today), but it is about trying something new.
Following on from trying pacing at parkrun last month, when the opportunity arose to attend a Tai Chi session at work I jumped at the chance. The coincidence that it was one of my running friends, Valerie, who was taking the session made it a lot less daunting but I still had a look on You Tube to see what I could expect. Apparently it involved a very muscular man in a tight white vest, standing ankle deep in water. I showed the video to my husband who asked if work were also going to provide the waterfall that the man was standing in front of, but as the location for the session was going to be on the second floor I answered that this was unlikely, unless there was a major plumbing incident.
I arrived at 8:15 am promptly, and was relieved to see my friend Valerie hadn’t morphed into a muscular man in a vest. There were only 4 of us, plus Valerie, in an open plan space at the top of the office, surrounded by unused chairs and desks, so it could have felt a little awkward. Maybe surprisingly it didn’t, after we got started it just felt very relaxing and calming. The cracking and popping of joints I’m sure helped break the ice, and loosened us all up before a day sat at our desks.
I really enjoyed it, and felt almost too relaxed for work afterwards – but sadly that soon wore off. I was very pleased to see the sessions will run again next week, and have already signed up. Thank you Valerie!
So it suddenly struck me, I never did write up my last two days of Janathon. Seeing as this means I’ve now failed at Janathon I shouldn’t worry about it, but I’ve already failed once and continued on so here goes.
After Slaughterford 9 I was worried my legs wouldn’t be speaking to me. However I managed to keep moving and on both evening completed Janathon by performing “tooth brushing squats ” thus doing my daily exercise whilst demonstrating superb multitasking skills.
Okay, so my last 2 days weren’t as exciting as I might have hoped (and have proved that good things don’t necessarily come to those who wait), but at least I’ve proved I’m a completer/ finisher.
Roll on February!
Day 27. The day before a big race. A day to be spent resting up, hydrating, and eating well. Probably not a day to spent at the annual awards evening at our local cycling club. It had to be done though, as my husband was being presented with a clutch (well, armful) of awards.
I did leave early, and I was the driver so wasn’t drinking, so it wasn’t all bad. Unfortunately I left before the dancing started, so tonight’s activity was toothpaste flavoured squats again.
After yesterday’s dangerous multitasking, tonight I hit upon a safer alternative – squats whilst brushing my teeth. Not on the top stair.
Okay, getting desperate for things I can do for Janathon whilst getting ready for bed.
Tomight, hit upon standing on my top stair doing heel raises & lowers whilst brushing my teeth. Whilst I thought this was impressive multi-tasking, it was also fairly dangerously wobbly so I don’t think I’ll try that again.
After Monday’s excitement, today was back to work, and I was back to a 60 second plank just before bed.
There’s nothing like collapsing into bed with shaky arms and a quivering core!
Saturday! Time for parkrun, or volunteering, or getting out for a long run… or not feeling 100% and the weather being lousy and just about managing a 30 second plank before bed. You chose.
Even shorter than yesterday. 10 leg lifts on the stairs on my way to bed. Yawn.
Day 18. Um. Think I managed a 60 second plank. That’s it.
As today was a day off from work, I had planned a day doing lots of useful stuff. This included a brisk run straight after breakfast to get the day started well.
Sadly, reality meant that I enjoyed a lazy lie-in, and when I finally thought I might pop out for a run, the onset of a hail shower soon dissuaded me to put it off until tomorrow.
So 30 leg lowers before bed it was, and the promise to get out for a run after work, in the dark, on my own, tomorrow. Yeah right!