Well, it took me 3 whole days to recover from my first session. I literally struggled to sit down the next day, and my fiance got a great laugh from watching me sit, stand and walk... Apparently, I looked a little like I had a cactus up my backside.
As of today, I have started a 12 week challenge with some lovely mummy friends. Day one, MAY have been an epic fail. I started off well, with a short walk and a rapid loss shake for breakfast, and some low fat soup for lunch... then followed it with garlic bread, half a block of cadbury Hazlenut, 1/3 of a bag of doritos, and 2 glasses of diet coke. I'm still looking for my will power and self control. I have a feeling they've disappeared...
Tomorrow morning, is PT session 2. Its going to hurt, and I'm probably going to be worked extra hard when I admit to the crap I was eating. Goodness knows how I'll be sitting down on Wednesday - thank god (and my amazingly beautiful friends!) for the massage I have booked in tomorrow afternoon.
I'm going to need it.
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