The Outlook…sore throat, possibly some sneezing!

This is the outlook for the day – so training is OFF the agenda *sigh*
It’s Jack’s fault – I’ve decided! – as each hour passed yesterday, he began looking worse and worse. In the end I asked him if he had GERMS! He said,
“Well, I’ve got a sore throat and a blocked up nose…does that count?”
“Yes,” I said, “it does. It also means no training for you tomorrow.”
The look on his face made me feel like I’d just delivered some REALLY bad news to someone; he was so disappointed.
He’s been itching to train again since Friday, reading Burn the Fat, Feed the Muscle, dilligently STUFFING his face with all the right things every three hours and asking me,

“What training are we going to be doing at 6 o’clock on Monday?”
You could tell he was thinking ‘DOH! Should have said I DIDN’T have germs!!!’ But there’s no pulling the wool over the eyes of your mother – they know everything!
I explained to him all the whys and wherefores and rationale behind NOT training when you’re not feeling 100%, and he gets it…but he was still disappointed.

“If you rocked up at a gym looking and feeling the way you do now, you’d be sent straight home. NO training for you tomorrow!

Don’t worry that it’s going to stop you making progress, 90% diet remember…patience kiddo, it’ll all be fine” What a nice mummy I am *grin*
When I went to bed all was well with the world, apart from Jack with his germs.
I woke up at 2am with a sore throat from HELL!
No blocked up nose, but WOW swallowing was properly painful – oh GREAT! (see, it’s all Jack’s fault!). I went back to sleep telling myself it was just a mid night glitch and would be gone in the morning in time for training.
I woke up again at 4am and it was worse, but this time accompanied by a headache, earache (in my left ear only) and a raised heart rate – I sent a text a number of people to tell them there’d be no training for me today.
I did this for two reasons

1. because I wanted sympathy, of course, and
2. because it’s a well-proven strategy to stop myself from training when I have no business doing so – if I just kept it to myself then no one would know except me; it’s that good old accountability factor again.

The good news is Jack’s sore throat had almost gone this morning and I’m feeling fine now (I won’t train, I promise!) – I’ve banned myself from doing cardio tomorrow too *sigh* but then the rest of the week had better WATCH OUT!
I’ve got a small bum to sculpt – by the way, that rough photoshop visual I did yesterday…it’s EVERYWHERE now! Stuck on the fridge, the wallpaper for my computers, stuck on walls, next to the bathroom mirror and the mirrors in my bedroom.
That BUTT is MINE!!!!!
See you a bit later for a day eight post about food; YUM!