Seeing as I’ve just clocked up an unwanted Personal Best in the body weight department, I thought it was time I gave Wakes’ personal trainer a try.
This morning was my first full session and I was pleased to get through the whole hour alive. Just.
For the rest of the day I felt like I’d spent last night alone in a cell with a guy called ‘Bubba’.
Part of the PT routine is to keep a daily food diary, and I was determined to be on my best behaviour. Surely I could go at least one day without falling off the wagon?
Well, the good intentions lasted about one hour. As soon as I got to work we had a management meeting, mainly to pat each other on the back for last Saturday’s brilliant Cox Plate. At the end of the meeting, the boss insisted we crack open a few bottles of champagne to celebrate our success. And insisted each of us join in. 
So there you go – just about the first entry in my food diary is a 10.30am glass of champagne.
Bravo…
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2 November, 2007 at 12:54 am |
“For the rest of the day I felt like I’d spent last night alone in a cell with a guy called Bubba.”
Yikes! What kind of a gym is this?
2 November, 2007 at 6:34 am |
I knew I was in trouble when he promised to be gentle with me, seeing as it was my first time…
2 November, 2007 at 6:49 am |
What a great way to start!! If you’re gonna break the rules, then break ‘em!
2 November, 2007 at 7:45 am |
How good is your PB weight? Is it up to Skinful standards?
2 November, 2007 at 7:45 am |
I hope you are still pumping the BIG weights at the gym Bruce Clarke –
Somehow I think you Bubba are gunna be good mates.
I’m sure he’d like champaign too…
2 November, 2007 at 9:21 am |
I’m sure champagne has fewer calories than breakfast!
2 November, 2007 at 10:42 am |
You can’t start a food diary or diet in the middle of Spring Carnival. What are you thinking!
2 November, 2007 at 5:55 pm |
Brett – the worst thing is, our Melbourne Spring Racing Carnival kicks off tomorrow – I already have 4 days of debauchery planned over the next week.
Skinful – sorry, but I haven’t hit 150kg yet.
Col – ready to welcome you back to the gym any day of the week
Linnet – How about beer? If I drink Crownies all through Derby Day but don’t eat anything, will I be OK?
Fiona – I am an idiot. I am going to write in my diary “Beer – one or two”