I have no idea how they call this “punk” – anyway, read the notes to find out about the mental battles that took place this morning…
Summary
Time to bed (previous night): 22:00
Time got up (today): 04:00
Daily water intake: 900ml
Mood (1 to 5):
Morning 1 (see notes)
Lunch
Night
Journal
04:00 – 1 multigrain cracker with vegemite, glass water
04:30 – Gym (see below)
06:55 – Bus, meditate, rest
06:45 – Long Mac, Bacon and Egg muffin
09:00 – Morning walk, sliced banana, yoghurt, nuts and seeds
11:30 – Lunchtime walk, Bento box (chicken, rice, shredded cabbage, 2 pcs sushi, fruit salad)
18:00 – Dinner (can’t recall what – updating this a few days later!)
22:00 – bed
Gym
(Times etc. estimated, actuals to be updated later)
5 minutes bike warm-up – 2.054km
500m warm-up row – 2m 17s
20 pushups (all toe), 20 crunches, 20 squats
1000m row (100/100 intervals) – 4m 46s
15 pushups (10 toe), 15 crunches, 15 squats
1000m row (100/100 intervals) – 4m 33s
10 pushups (all knee), 10 crunches, 10 squats
Stretching
Notes
I’ve eaten something that doesn’t agree with me, or picked up a stomach bug… full of wind, stomach pains etc. Woke last night at 12, 1, 2 and then 4. Thought I was going to be ill (I wasn’t), took some stomach upset stuff that calmed things down a little.
Just to make matters worse, between the wake-ups I had incredibly vivid dreams including one where I went to the gym and vomited, one where I blogged how I didn’t go to the gym today because I’m ill, and one where I called the office to say I wasn’t coming in.
When I woke at 4 I was convinced it was 5 or 6 O’Clock and that I was taking the day off work. Glanced over, realised it was only 4am and a small voice in the back of my mind said “GET UP AND GO TO THE GYM!”
It wasn’t the best session – push-ups were poor in particular. My dreams had set me up with a terrible state of mind. I felt better after the 5 minute bike warm-up, then proceeded to feel a little worse throughout, the sweating was profuse and at times felt like a cold sweat.
Couldn’t face eating a thing after the gym, got myself a little more sorted mentally on the bus, and grabbed a bacon and egg muffin with my coffee (not having breakfast is not a good thing)
A very interesting experience, especially the vivid dreams!