I actually slept all the way through and woke up dry (no I do not have a bed wetting issue), I was not soaked within an inch of my life in sweat. Enjoyed a refreshing hours walk for fasted cardio this morning followed by a tough abs session. I actually have muscle ache in my abs so something magical must be happening down there.

I felt quite fluffy today (that’s a nice way to describe yourself when you feel like you have a bit of much body fat). So to keep me motivated I updated my motivational board with my photos that arrived in the post;

Yes its a bit vain to look a pictures of myself everyday but that’s my motivation, I want to look better in just over 7 weeks which is quite a challenge. I do mention something about a trophy in the finals which is wishful thinking but if you don’t challenge yourself you will never know what you are capable of. My favourite bit is my tan stained number from Mr Pennine.

Anyway, I was working from home today as I had a few deliveries as I am due to move house soon. So the day was fairly relaxed as I didn’t have to endure Phil (who is 1 foot taller than me) and his bad attitude.

My workout today from my new plan, legs and back and oh boy was I knackered. The sweat was pouring off me when I was halfway into my second leg exercise. I increased my weights today as I felt I had enough energy and body fat to do so but still concentrated the movement focusing on the muscle I was working at the time. I am going to be sore tomorrow I think – which is good.

I finished off the evening in an unusual manner in that I spent a good part of it running round a surgeons office wearing a giant manky old sports bra filled with an assortment of different sized chicken fillets (not actual chicken fillets but breast implants). I think I may have enjoyed myself a bit too much as the staff looked a bit scared. Just to put a bit of context to this, as I was a chunky little monkey before I started my fitness journey I now have a saggy skin issue in the boob department (for visual purposes think cocker spaniels ears). So personally I want to feel comfortable with my new shape and therefore would like the breasts of a 35 year old and not a 79 year old woman. Not everyone will agree and some may wonder why I have disclosed this information, it isn’t a secret and I am not ashamed and prefer to be open and honest.

A good positive day exercise wise and a bit random with the whole chicken fillet saga.