It's not just running that I try to do in an attempt to shift those difficult pounds, I also indulge in a funny form of exercise called Power Plating. For those of you unfamiliar with this form of exercise you basically stand on a large platform which vibrates very quickly whilst you perform extremely unflattering movements and try not to fall over. The theory being that the vibrations mean that you have to work harder to control your balance and therefore your muscles work harder. It looks simple but it can be bloody hard work and you look completely ridiculous whilst doing it!
I try and attend PP classes about two or three times a week. As far as mummy-friendly classes go it's very good. There are only four machines meaning the classes are normally small and they have a telly which is normally tuned to cbeebies to entertain the toddlers. Kitty loves going and kicks up a huge amount of fuss if I try and go without her. I think it's because she has a mummycrush on my friend Hannah who I go with. Why do my children always get obsessed with my friends!
Anyway, last night I had a bit of an unexpected late red wine fuelled evening and woke up this morning feeling suitably rubbish. The last thing in the world I wanted to do was go and be shaken about on the PP machine but i dragged my butt down there and actually really enjoyed it. Proves again that exercise can sometimes really make it actually feel better. That will be the endorphins then. Must remember that tomorrow when B drags me out in the dark. IT WILL MAKE ME FEEL BETTER!
Anyway, am now indulging in an afternoon of tv and chocolate to congratulate myself for shifting my butt so early in the day with a hangover!