TRX and death

Oh the things you talk about when you are being beasted around a park in the rain.......apparently death mostly!  All I can say is Mark Durnford needs to have a big warning sign attached to him as people seem to throw themselves in front of cars (not his car I hasten to add) whenever he's around.  So there were no complaints for me (well vocal ones) at the prospect of pad work in the rain in the park around Brandon Hill - I just nodded mutely in terror!.
Now anyone who lives in Bristol will know Brandon Hill which is topped by Cabot Tower all very lovely

 and picturesque, but unfortunately not something I was able to appreciate fully, while sweating up and down  said Hill (in the rain).


 Just to reinforce my belief that Personal Trainers (and Physios) somehow spiritually connect to the German SS; Mark found some steps that I could run up!  Any military folks who served in Germany in the time of BAOR or ARRC may well remember summer camp training at Vogelsang, which was originally built as a training academy for the Nazis, in particular Hitler Youth.  They will also remember, probably with a shudder, the steps that formed the basis of much of our early morning PT, over looked by an enromous statue representing some Germanic sporting ideal.

Despite assuring Mark that facing the steps would just bring back debilitating flashbacks that would result in me crying and gibbering on the floor I high-kneed it up the steps and jogged down endlessly (although it may in reality have been twice) and then just when I thought I was safe I found I had to jump up the steps two at a time, much to the amusement of a lady walking two small dogs.  I was right - I did end up gibbering on the floor but I have to admit it wasn't due to flashbacks.
I am always amazed at the way that PTs (and PTIs) are able to conjure up new and cunningly evil torture methods in open spaces with little or no equipment - and the TRX (or T Rex as I like to call it) is perfect for sustained torture in the open air or indoors if that is your particular fetish.  You can do press ups on it - bicep curls, tricepy torture, lunges, planky things, all manner of horridness.....that piece of kit is guaranteed to  make me swear.....Lots.
Being a glutton for punishment I had also (in a moment of madness) signed up for a natural running techniques class this evening with Piers Stockwell courtesy of MOTI.   Anyone knowing me will know how much I LOVE running and therefore the prospect of me spending a Friday evening learning how to run rather than being in the pub is pretty unbelievable, but hey it's taking my mind off the contemplation of DietChef Lamb Hotpot for dinner :-(