General life, general whinge, and hatred of HRMs

Hi ho, nothing much to update in my world, but I do fancy having a bit of a whinge, so here I am. Nobody in the non-online world wants to listen, so I might as well burden the blog community with my lunatic ravings.

My legs hurt. And my arms hurt. My back and chest do too. Let's just say I'm a ball of hurt today. The trouble is, I know it's going to get worse from here as the DOMS sets in from last night's pump class. Fortunately my legs weren't too sore when I first woke up this morning, or there's no way I would have gone out for a run. I'm still in that trying-to-talk-myself-out-of-everything mode at the moment. Nevertheless, I did go for a quick jog around the neighbourhood this morning, and I can now happily report that the remainder of today will be exercise free. Well I might take the weight-loss pug on a quick jaunt around the block if I get to mum's early enough for tea, but that doesn't really count.

I'm not entirely sure where my last blog left off, so hopefully I don't repeat. Monday night I went to boxing, and it was good. I'm feeling it more in my middle back than anywhere else, but I'm happy to get some good muscles happening there. My skipping is also improving out of sight, and that's an awesome cardio workout.

Tuesday morning was the circuit, which was ok without anything fabulous to report. Last night was a 10 minute cardio warm up, then the pump class. I upped my weights last night, hence the soreness today I suspect. Weights last night were 15lb for warm up, biceps, and triceps; 10lb for shoulders and lunges; 25lb for squats; 20lb for chest and back.

My HRM is showing really low and pathetic calorie burns at the moment. So I hate it. I've worked out that this has happened since I did the fitness test thing on the weekend. It came in at a really low value which I thought was weird at the time - my fitness isn't brilliant yet, but it isn't awful either. I had my exercise level set to moderate when it should be high, and I did the test sitting up and with some distractions happening, so I think I need to do it again and see if that fixes the problem. If it doesn't I think I'm going to throw the stupid thing from here to next week - it's certainly not acting as a motivator with what it's spitting out at the moment.

OK enough complaining from me. I'll be back to whinge again soon - it seems to be my mood of the moment, apologies for that.

Feeling meh

I've been feeling a bit blah the last couple of days. Yesterday I could have eaten every carb known to man kind. I resisted pretty well all day, but had a small encounter with the cereal packet when I got home late last night. It's all good, my weekly cals will still be under, and I've been OK today. Thinking about food literally all day, and would have liked to eat all day, but I haven't given into that impulse thankfully.

What is interesting is that I don't really know what I'm craving. I just want food. I'm pretty sure this is a boredom thing, because the project I'm working on at work is driving me completely insane. I was also up really late last night, which was stupid considering I was having a ravenous day. I think I need some good sleep, so it will be an early one tonight methinks.

Exercise wise things are going OK. I got up and went to the curcuit this morning, despite being tired and really not inspired. Yay me. Tomorrow I'm thinking I'll do a run after work, around the eastern suburbs where it's nice and flat, rather than getting up for a morning jog in the hills.

I ordered a new electrode strap for my HRM today, which with any luck will be delivered tomorrow (thank you Jess for saving me a couple hundred $$$ and not replacing the whole unit). This will give me a better idea of what I'm burning with my current regime, and then I can tweak it as necessary. In my mind I'm thinking 3500 exercise calories a week would be a good aim. I suspect I might need to up the ante on what I'm currently doing to achieve that. Now the weather is nicer, it would be a good idea to dust off Matilda the bike and ride to work one day a week. That used to give me an 800 odd calorie burn I think (although I did live further away from the office now I come to think of it). That will be on next week's to do list - get Matilda serviced and back on the road.

Is 8:30pm too early for bed? I don't care if I'm a granny, I'm buggered. Zzzz.