How to shit yourself heading to the gym at 5.30 in morning, quite happily driving along in my own little world, when a great big fing spider decides to make an appearance on the windscreen, the road I was travelling along wasn't exactly slow, so I was actually quite impressed that it clung on for dear life (oh I forgot to mention that it was on the outside), but still it was close enough. It is quite off putting, when you are concentrating on driving and all you see out of the corner of your eye is the giant spider.
It then disappeared in the bonnet, then of course I was thinking it will somehow get through the air conditioning unit and get me (possibilities are slim, but still possible), only for it then to appear on the passengers side window, either this spider can bloody move quickly or there is more than one.
- I didn't actually know what happened to the spider, or where it went, so it could still bloody well get me as I got out the car, and
- If there was more than one, then maybe it got into my gym bag
Morning session consisted of an hours boxing drills, mixed with some tabata training:
- weighted backward lunges x 10 each side
- push ups x 10
- slide board pikes x 10
- deadlifts x 12
- hanging leg raises x 10
- sit ups x 20