Back in the time of the prosperous, when Kim and I both had London jobs and London flats and escaped to Sussex at the weekends, we each had a personal trainer too. In fact I would go to the gym in London Bridge at least twice or three times a week and it would be fair to say that I was pretty fit.
Then I had a fairly nasty head-on skiing accident, which resulted in a broken collar bone and a major break in the gym routine, followed by a halo jump in income, which as any parachuter knows means high altitude, low opening! Both Kim and I chose to start afresh, sell out of London and follow our genuine long-term interests rather than to work back up to the top of an industry we no longer felt passion for.
Which is why, since (before) the outset of this blog in August 2007, you will have seen very little written in these pages about any exercise other than running.
So it came as a bit of a shock to the body to go to a Circuit Training class last night! One hour with (bluddy) Jane at the Triangle Centre pushed a fine selection of muscle groups to their absolute limit…and clearly beyond since I actually HAD to stop to rest from time to time.
It was an excellent class, broken up into a series of simple paired exercises using no more than a floor mat and a skipping rope. Oh, and the slowly increasing weight of our own limbs.
It was so excellent, in fact, that it’s fully booked for the foreseeable future! RATS!
However, the Endorphin drug has been re-tasted and Kim is now on a mission to find us another local activity, with a similarly diverse and good natured group of people, that can leave us feeling similarly pumped-up on a more regular basis.
Watch this space, but in the meantime, OMG!, I feel GOOD!