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Monday Feb 15, 2021 #
8 AM
Strength training 25:00 [1]
weight:66.1kg
2C. Gently does it.
2 PM
Walking (Turfing) 1:18:04 6.71 km (11:38 / km) +116m 10:43 / km
ahr:103 max:152 shoes: Hoka Stinson 4 ATR
Walk, talk and Turf trauma.
Believe it or not I have never managed to hold 30 turf zones at one time, despite getting close several times - like last night, when I had to bail at 29 to let Beccy get out. So when my back called time on the prone typing this afternoon and I was surprised to find that I still had a fair chunk of my zones (18), I headed out on a route that would take me to 34 or so, and still take a con-call at the same time.
All was going well until I got to 27, when I saw MaDVaL approaching the zone I'd just taken, and stoker and pPilot exited their house and headed off in different directions to start eating up my zones from either end. 28... down to 27, agh. 28, 29 - down to 28. Argh! 29... dash to get to 30... just get it and the badge, huzzah! Peak at 30 for, oh, 25 seconds, before I'm back down to 29. By the time I get home I'm down to 26 despite taking another three zones en route.
Now 30 mins later down to 15, and counting, but I've got my badge. Just another day of cut-throat turfing, Dunblane style.
Believe it or not I have never managed to hold 30 turf zones at one time, despite getting close several times - like last night, when I had to bail at 29 to let Beccy get out. So when my back called time on the prone typing this afternoon and I was surprised to find that I still had a fair chunk of my zones (18), I headed out on a route that would take me to 34 or so, and still take a con-call at the same time.
All was going well until I got to 27, when I saw MaDVaL approaching the zone I'd just taken, and stoker and pPilot exited their house and headed off in different directions to start eating up my zones from either end. 28... down to 27, agh. 28, 29 - down to 28. Argh! 29... dash to get to 30... just get it and the badge, huzzah! Peak at 30 for, oh, 25 seconds, before I'm back down to 29. By the time I get home I'm down to 26 despite taking another three zones en route.
Now 30 mins later down to 15, and counting, but I've got my badge. Just another day of cut-throat turfing, Dunblane style.
6 PM
Strength training (FVO Pilates) 50:00 [1]
Had to be a bit careful with some of the exercises, but think I got away with it - a post-dinner perambulation later helped ease things off too!