Day 66 - Late start (aka JFD part deux)

It has been a funny old morning. I was snuggled up with my two fave men and just didn't want to get up and trip over jump a silly old rope. It was dark, cool and cosy in our big bed. Pudgy, sweet smelling, sleeping babies make for lovely cuddles in the morning.

But then as the rest of the day's schedule started to roll through my brain, I forced myself up - albeit a good hour later than usual.

I have a work dinner on tonight so after I pick up Max from day care, I have to bring him back to my office and then we will all go out to dinner. This is kinda compulsory as the week after next is Obon and it is expected that we have at least one team dinner with the troops each season[0]. As a boss I am expected to attend. Taking Max is my way of making sure I can leave early.

So off we will go to some all-you-can-eat/drink ribs place tonight. Everybody knows I am doing PCP and breastfeeding so I won't get too much hassle for not drinking. I just hope I can be strong when the mountains of food are on the table in front of me. Hopefully Max will be troublesome so I will be distracted by him.

Anyhoo...  so this morning, I dragged my lazy arse out of bed and started skipping. I knew there would be no way that I would get skipping and workout done tonight after dinner so I had to get on and do them however reluctantly. Feet dragging and lots of trips. I was really getting fed up by being slapped by the rope and I nearly abandoned them after the first two sets.

"Nobody will know!", said an evil little voice inside my head[1].
"Just leave the last set and get on with breakfast and getting dressed and out the door. You are already running late.", it continued.

However, my better angels just slapped me upside the head (or was it the rope again) and just told me to, "JFD - just fucking do it!! It is only another five minutes FFS."

So with that reality check, I just got on and did the skips. They were done in no time with 1522 skips on the counter. Then it was breakfast followed by dressing self and child and out the door[2]. It turned out that I was only 15 minutes later than usual despite staying in bed an hour longer. Just goes to show how much time I waste in the morning faffing about on the internet, languishing over my morning decaf latte.

Yesterday's workout was done with no problems however, did anybody else fall off their chair when they saw 90 second planks? The first one was really tough but I did it and surprised myself. The next two were not great but done with a few seconds of one knee on the ground. The last one I managed to do while laughing as Max was walking around me using my back as support like he does when he cruises around the sofa. Apparently, my back is just the right height for a baby to cruise. Plus he was patting me on the head - hilarious - I guess you had to be there. So I have decided that distraction is a big plus when it comes to planks. I can loan out my 10 month old to anybody who needs help with theirs.

Tonights workout will be a challenge as I am not sure when I will get home from dinner and what state Max will be in. I will have to wait until he is tucked up in bed I think before I start and so I hope I will have some energy left. I may have to forego my 8MA... but then JFD!!

Side Notes:
[0] - TIJ = this is Japan
[1] - should I be worried about voices inside my head?
[2] - Hubbilicious still in bed.