Winter Thoughts #3 Fail to plan. Plan to fail. Where did January go (and a good chunk of February for that matter!) It’s too cold! I’ve discovered why the cold makes me miserable. OK, so above are the ideas I jotted down for this blog post. I was going to pick one and go with it, but actually they all cover how life has been since my last post. So I’ll go over them, and then ramble on a bunch more, and then probably think of a bunch of other stuff and then start talking about that too! Which leads to the first point I’ll cover… Fail to plan. Plan to fail. The biggest problem I have is that I have this misguided belief that I can keep everything in my head and be organised. Well, I’m totally calling myself out on that one. I forget stuff. I get distracted by other stuff. Now this is a problem that has permeated into many facets of my life, not just my fitness journey. I won’t go into those other facets here, but I’m at a point where I can look over the last few years and see
#2 So here is a strange one. Last week I thought I’d do a workout with my kettlebell. I’ve got a good DVD that I’ve used in the past, and it has a good twenty minute routine on it. I pick up my 12kg kettlebell and off I go. As the twenty minutes, passed I was finding the exercises harder and harder to do. The 12kg seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. My brain was telling me that I had managed heavier weights than this without quite as much effort, but another part of the brain wouldn’t quit about how heavy it seemed. In the end the negative thoughts dominated. I finished the workout and felt frustrated that it had been a much harder effort than on previous times. I decided to put a post on Instagram telling my experience, but when I took a picture of my kettlebell I got a real surprise. As I focused on the weight to take a picture I saw that it was not my 12kg kettlebell, but was in fact my 9kg one. Throughout the workout I had been thinking what a struggle this 12kg weight wa