Then I scheduled a session with a trainer. I wanted some advice on technique - for instance, I'm always unsure of how to do push-ups. I know that may sound strange, but honestly, I never felt like I was doing them right! I also wanted some diet advice and basically, a bit of a kick. I felt as though I'd hit a plateau and I wasn't seeing results.
The trainer was excellent and gave me some good tips. But then it all came crumbling down. The weights area suddenly intimidated me and I forgot where all the machines were that I'd been shown how to use. The boys were too big and I felt puny, floppy and insecure. I stopped going to the gym. I ate really, really crappy food.
I forced myself back to the gym a couple of days ago and I worked hard. I enjoyed it! Then I ate too much chocolate. But I did get up the next morning and headed in to do a Balance class. I felt kind of awful, in fact, really quite terrible and I let the instructor know that I was feeling nauseous. I made through about half of the class and had to come home. I've basically been in bed (or, ahem, on the toilet) ever since. I'm sick.
I am a little better this morning, and I hope by the weekend I can get back to the gym again. Got to get back to the zone!