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Went to Launceston on the weekend with the Eagles, and while the hotel didn’t have a gym, I did end up doing about 2 1/2 hours walking on the Friday. Saturday was madness, and I did a fair bit of running around then as well.

I was just too exhausted to go to the gym yesterday. I wrote 8447 publishable words from last Monday through Sunday, which is a ridiculous amount, but all my editors were VERY happy with the results.

At the gym this morning. Went for a class, but no surprises, I was the only one there and it didn’t happen, so I was off to the treadmill again.

Didn’t have my ipod with me as I’d forgotten to transfer it to my gym back from my stuff I took to Tassie.

And, I’d forgotten my water bottle, and because I had mum’s car there, no spares in the car. Not going well.

But I hopped on the treadmill, did five minutes of warmup, and then pushed it up to 9.5km/h. Not fast by any means, but I did it for five minutes. Back to 5.5 for three minutes, then another five minutes at 9.5, before 10 minutes of 5.5 to cool down.

I really struggled towards the end of the second five minutes, really had to battle to not bring the speed down early. But I didn’t do it, which was a real positive.

After I’d finished, the woman who had been walking on the treadmill next to me to warmup pre-weights said something like “that looked like a real struggle”. And she was clearly right
I don’t see her too much anymore as she’s usually in early and I don’t go in too early much anymore, but we had a bit of a chat and she was “how much weight have you lost now?” I told her a couple of kilos and she said that I was clearly joking. I don’t think I am, that’s what it was last time I checked.

“Well, you’ve clearly lost them both from your face, if it’s right, but I don’t think it is” was the reply. So nice.