I actually enjoy exercise. (Those are 4 words I never imagined ever typing!)
Dare I say I even look forward to it? Seriously.
Obviously after the first 2 minutes I am cursing myself for torturing myself so but I carry on regardless!
Out of 12 days I have exercised 9. Giving myself Sundays off (it being the day of rest and all) and Saturday I was up for London at 5:15am so by the time I got home at 10pm I was destined for one thing and one thing only.....sleep!
I have been trekking 3.2 miles a day, which my new Europe-ised mechanical friend informs me is 5KM. I even walked one day to get Thomas from Nursery School which adds a couple of extra miles to my tally too.
My goal is to walk and collect him every single day, but with the seasons changing my greatest desire right now is hibernation.
I am no longer wheezing myself through exercise and the following two hours like a 60 a day a smoker. I think I may actually be getting fitter.
I am feeling toned and have more energy. As for my abs they remain MIA.
I know they are in there somewhere and I am not giving up until I find them.