Believe me, I haven’t done anything quite like this before, nor would I have thought I’d be the prime candidate. For most of my life so far I’ve been pathologically averse to sport, I work crazy hours, I have a family to look after, and I’m diabetic.
So at my final weigh-in, I was in a slight state of shock to find out that I’ve made so much progress.
It turns out that in the past month I’ve lost weight and body fat. This is especially surprising because I’ve probably been eating more food than usual.
I’m stronger too. From pretty much not being able to plank at all in week one, I can now do a minute and a half before collapsing. And that 15k I wanted to nail? I did that this morning, determined not to end this blog on a bumnote.
That’s as well as my PB times for a mile, 5k and 10k.
Although it’s been a really intense month, it’s genuinely been loads of fun. I’m at the end of the structured programme, but I don’t feel like I’m ready to collapse on the sofa for a week. No, I admit it: I am a converted cross-trainer. I’ve even turned into that strange person who does squats and lunges while waiting for the kettle to boil (but only at home. Not at the office. Yet.)
Richie has taught me lots about the correct way to train, through good form, posture and technique. But just as important is what I’ve learned about the importance of getting good rest, eating healthy food and giving yourself time to recharge.
And that’s something we can all get better at.