No snoozing my alarm today. Sons were up and off to school and mock exams so I got on my bike and off to my first BMF class of 2015. (Thank goodness for living near multiple venues for lots of classes.) Time to make up for yesterday’s failure.
Today I was told it was leg day. Great, I wasn’t feeling too awake after a restless nights sleep and my first early morning. Can handle that rather than running, I rashly thought.
We warmed up and then began to squat. And squat. Wide ones, low ones, lunge ones with a few laps of the pond or the basketball pitch to shake off the legs. Heels flat and bums to heels. The emphasis was on technique and slow controlled movements. Some of the wide side squats made me feel I was in drastic need of a bloody good stretch. We moved onto slow deep lunges. I could feel tomorrow’s DOMS coming on with every movement. More squats and shuttle runs (bend down touch the floor) and we were all feeling decidedly soft after Christmas.
As we stretched off at the end and asked cheekily where the pistol squats where (next time). Gail gave the class it’s proper name, Squat-tastic! And I noticed that for a pretty static class we had still notched up 2 miles running.
I cycled home for a large coffee, food, a hot bath to ease my poor legs and glutes plus a precautionary nurofen hoping I can walk tomorrow.
Janathon day 6.
4.5 miles cycling.
1 BMF class, more squats than I could count, 2.1 miles running.