All mouth and no trouser….
Despite wailing, breath holding and more wailing, the all-over body shudder had me collapse in a vainglorious heap after today’s #plankaday attempt. A mere 48 secs to Jogblog’s 62.
Pants!
I headed to the rower with the bitter taste of defeat in my mouth.
Life didn’t get an awful lot better here. I felt like I had a tight band around my chest, crushing me while I rowed. I stopped to stretch and then decided to ignore my impending coronary in order to crack on with the task at hand.
6500 metres later I disembarked or whatever you do with rowers, and discovered that the tight band was actually my heart rate strap that I’d tightened for one of the skinny teenagers we have knocking around the house.
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Where’s the defeat? 48 sec is pretty good and you laughed in the face of a coronary. But I suppose ‘the crushing pain of inattention’ is not such a good heading
Very good point and actually I rather like your title.
I cant plank for more than 30 sec, so thats pretty good going in my book
I think 48 is perfectly respectable and you rowed after!