Wednesday, 1 June 2011

And today's word of the day is...

Plyometrics. According to Wikipedia this is a type of exercise training designed to produce fast, powerful movements and improve the functions of the nervous system, generally for the purpose of improving performance in sports. It's also a form of exercise that is responsible for producing some of the most severe muscle fatigue I've ever known.

Tonight, while a muted episode of The Great British Menu played on the giant screen in front of me, I did plyometrics. This carrot-stick approach worked rather well as I worked my way through four sets of four stations under Neil's ever patient eye. So it was that I gazed at dripping joints of meats as I jumped back and forth with my arms straight by my side, Riverdance-style. Butter-glossy crushed potatoes rolled mirage-like across the screen as I did sitting dips off the edge of the couch. Gluttonous panel judges crammed cream cakes into their swollen faces while I lifted weights. And piggy-eyed chefs rolled naked in florets of chocolate with sticks of crackling poking from every orifice as I did sit-up after sit-up. (It should be pointed out that my recollection of the programme is somewhat hazy from around the third set of exercises and it's possible this isn't precisely accurate. There was lots of food on the screen in any case).

I have to say that the result was pretty extreme. Not only did I feel every inch of my body shaking and quivering by the time I had finished, I also could barely lift my glass of water, so aching were my arms. Again, I find myself becoming ever more masochistic, enjoying the pain and the wobbling; feeling the potential and power in all my movements and knowing the thrill of the dropping scale that will be my reward. I am also slightly afraid of what might be in store next week, as tonight's workout was quite a step up from anything I've done before.

By my scales I am about 8lbs down today. Slowly slowly catchy monkey. I will be heading back towards Slimming World at some point soon, for an official reading to mark on my card. And when I've lost the whole three stone, I'll scan the card in here so you can see the losses, pound for pound. Currently I'm a quarter of the way to my fundraising target and a fifth of the way to my weight loss target. Due to some rather 'creative' donations, I'm sitting at the odd total of £149.86, so if someone wanted to donate me 14p that would be marvellous.

In other news, my fundraising teammates and I have now collectively raised more than £3,500 and have a string of events coming up including a rock and roll bingo night tomorrow, a car boot sale on Sunday and a race night on July 1. I think by the time the Relay For Life rolls around in July, we could have hit £5,000 which is just amazing. If you would like to make a donation to our total, you can do so at http://www.donatetomyrelay.org/marieclairejones2011


And here's me, bedraggled and post-plyometrics:

Do I look thin yet? (Don't answer that...)

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