It has been a while since I have updated you about my fitness training schedule for the London – Paris Bike Ride next year which I am hopeful of both entering and completing. I am delighted to be able to assure you that it is now well underway. Actually, I am feeling pretty gung-ho about my fitness levels for 2014. Already two steps towards my super-toned and stretchy new self have been taken! Yesterday, I picked up a leaflet from the letterbox and found that a qualified instructor is coming at the beginning of December to teach Pilates in the Village Hall; I have decided I shall certainly sign up for the course. On top of that, I have actually begun lifting weights for improved strength and fitness! Ms. Jillian Michaels suggests weight training is an excellent way forward to promote a mens sana in corpore sano. I am sure Ms. Michaels is right – as one of America’s premier fitness gurus, she must certainly know what she is about and I trust her judgement implicitly. This morning, I decided to take the bull by the horns – I think that’s an appropriately athletic expression and rather like the idea of a beautiful red cape swishing about my shoulders although perhaps not so much the thought of any sharp pointy bits on the horns – and breathing in to properly protect my core muscles, I lifted all the weights up and arranged them on the mat.
How about that! They look beautiful, don’t they?
So all in all, my training programme has got off to an encouraging start and now I shall go and have a little lie down. I’m going to be the proud owner of fab guns soon, just you wait and see.
Yours with determination,
LLH
My college roommate, Quincy, (whom I think you may have introduced you to port) was a keen believer in a rigorous exercise program. His preferred routine involved a brisk row before breakfast followed by a soothing hot bath accompanied by an extremely large gin and tonic. Perhaps a model for you to adopt?
Billy wonders if you would like him to take you on some gentle training rides – he promises to keep them under 40 miles.
Perhaps just for the moment, I should sit with Emilio in the coffee shop while Billy is training; I understand it’s important not to peak too early.