This week I had a hard schedule at work. I had to go to Oslo for a meeting on Monday. My flight home was at 4:30 in the morning and as soon as I landed in Cardiff I had to collect my car and drive up to Sheffield to survey a dam that had been in danger of bursting. I'm saying this here because that day was spent that day raising and lowering a 15m telescopic camera mast for 7 hours in blustery northern weather before driving home. I started sneezing at Strencham Services on the M5 and felt the fear of yet another cold..
Since I'd missed Monday and Wednesday nights training I booked a one to one session with Jason on Thursday afternoon. This turned out the be my best session yet - he could see that I'd been practicing and his complete attention meant that we could tackle a lot of my bad habits like flat feet, dropping hands, swimming punches... a lot of things.
The last part of the session was a mistake. I refused to admit that the storm clouds of a bad cold were brewing in the background and Jason put me through 15 minutes of fitness - 30 seconds of pressups, 30 seconds of dumbell punches and 30 seconds of squats with a sprint lap of the gym in between each set. This was repeated 3 times and on the third repetition I tried a mindfulness of breathing exercise while sprinting round the track which was like kicking into another gear. Interesting. It felt amazing.
The next two days I couldn't get out of bed and was incapacitated with the worst fever and flu I can remember. I felt so stupid for pushing myself when my body clearly needed it's reserve to fight a virus.
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