The fog

And I’m not talking about the fog outdoors but the fog inside my head.

This morning at the gym I struggled through my workout, finding the weights I had been using previously very heavy today. My time on the xtrainer wasn’t much better – it was a hard slog. I had an inkling of this when I first started on the xtrainer as a warm up before the weights session but I initially put it down to just warming up and getting started.

Then I moved to the weights component of my session. First up was a super set comprising assisted pull ups and the incline chest press machine. Something was not quite right. The weights that I usually could lift I was really struggling with this morning. I even had to check to make sure I had selected the right weight. Moving on to the lat pull downs and I felt like I was going to be travelling up with the bar with each rep, and be swinging from the top of the machine.

The final xtrainer session involved intervals and these must the slowest and hardest intervals on record – swimming through mud would be easier.

And somehow I managed to complete 4 sets, 15 reps of push ups without face planting.

The rest of the day was spent in the fog, with a sledgehammer joining in this afternoon. Not looking good.

Hopefully the Vietnamese beef noodle soup I made for tea will work its wonders tonight and I wake revitalised tomorrow. It’s up there with chicken noodle soup as a curative isn’t it? It’s chock full of good stuff like star anise, cinnamon and ginger, and topped with fresh basil, coriander and mint.