Went to Pump yesterday and the instructor mentioned that a 68 year old had broken the world plank record – 33 minutes and 34 seconds. He said immediately afterwards ‘it was really, really hard”. Maybe the reporter should have given him 5 minutes to get over it all before going for the in-depth killer comment.
I do wonder how he passed the 33 minutes. Reading Dostoevsky in Spanish perhaps? Or memorising Pi to the 1,000th decimal point? Or singing every entry in the Eurovision Song Contest backwards? It would have to be something fairly hefty to get your mind off the agony.
I had my third go at the planking word record this evening and managed 44 seconds – 3 seconds more than Friday, which was 3 seconds longer than Wednesday. The consolation is that it must be doing some good. Surely.
Still on 20 straight pushups which were very hard after yesterday’s pump class, but at least I’m doing them properly now.
Next physio session is Tuesday so doing the stretching twice a day and doing the frozen peas or frozen water bottle on my instep all evening. I know my calf muscles are a bit stretchier but I can still feel the instep.
On a philosophical note, Neil and I have been discussing ert-ness. On a scale of 1-10, I think Neil’s a 9 ie mega-ert, but he thinks he’s only a 6 (which leaves me not even on the scale). I’m blaming my father’s side of the gene pool. A couple of years ago, the doctor gave him a pedometer to encourage him to become fitter. One day he got to 16 steps. In a whole day. I was appalled but Neil said that he must have an amazing bladder.
An interesting thought but perhaps not one that I need to dwell on.