Oh Poo Happy Anniversary

Can you believe I actually missed my blogs one year anniversary, where has the time gone, my baby is all grown up.  From Turriff to Israel we have traveled with a few ping pong trips along the way, it's been a blast thinking up things to write and amuse the crazier friends and family members I have, and obviously the not so crazy, although their numbers are very few, we don't know karate, but we know Ka-razy!!!!

So yesterday I decided to try a little HIIT training with a dumbbell it was supposed to be a kettle but the only kettle I have boils water. So I thrashed around the gym with my dumbbell I decided to try my workout tabata style, which meant 20 secs burst of intensive workout then 10 sec rest, but as it was HIIT I did it for 12 minutes instead of the regular 4 mins, HOLY MOLY by the time I finished my last set of double arm swings I knew there was gonna be trouble ahead, I wobbled over to the bike and cooled down and tried to get my shaky muscles under control, this would actually be a first.

I then showered and headed for the Marina and a cappuccino in the sunshine, this would have been great had I received the soya milk cappuccino I had requested and not the milk one I received, offft, do they really think you can't taste the difference, I'm not being fussy it's just that when I drink milk I get flushes, when I drink soya I don't simples.

My Beloved met me back at home and we headed for the gym again, we both now go in twice a day, it's just that My Beloved's first workout starts as a ridiculous time in the morning, and most sensible and dare I say normal people like myself are still sleeping, so he goes in at stupid o'clock and I trudge down sometime after, it's not pretty but it's not stupid o'clock either. Anyways back to the gym we went, me I just did a 30 min bike workout My Beloved tortured himself with a HIIT routine I had made for him, funny I remember a conversation about the fact that I don't put out in the gym the same as he does, that will teach him, he won't be so smug next time, he could hardly get the last few reps out of the last few 20 sec bouts he had to do, I just kept shouting at him from my bike, ops I mean coaching him. The he went for an hour on the treadmill, I never realised you could sweat so much just by walking, lets hope his cunning plan works and his weight drops off as planned.

The trouble with being healthy is the consequences, we are both too knackered to leave the apartment, these days, and not being able to eat all the nice things you get offered where ever you go in Israel it is actually safer to stay home, less temptation.