Not so glamorous sweetie darling

I'm sick and tired of all those fitness photos that show women in tiny shorts and bras looking perfect without a hair out of place, tanned and full makeup. This is not real life. 

If you do a really hard work out you will look like absolute crap - but amazing afterwards. You will dry heave. You will go bright red. You will sweat your bits off, and feel like calling it a day every step of the way - but you keep going. This is real fitness training. 

As you can see by the glamorous picture below I did a tyre drag around the base.  This is what real fitness looks like. This was my first drag around here and boy was it hard work.  I have a long term lease of the tyre from the EOD gym, and thank god it already had holes drilled in it. So because I had my ropes and carabinas (have rope will travel) I was ready to go. 

Well as soon as I hit the surface here, which is rough interlock bricks that gives the highest level of friction I have come across, I realised I was in for a hard one.  The tyre was slightly smaller than Tina (the SUV size) but wider and all the way round I had to take tiny steps just to move the bloody thing, with a harness that I had made out of a camelbak digging into me due to the drag. I could only make two and a half miles. I felt like I was a complete beginner again but I just kept going.  There was a  ship in which gave them something to look at with the three laps I did.  Don't think they have seen anything like it before, and must have thought I was crazy with all the swearing and muttering under my breath. 

So don't be embarrassed of looking like the swamp thing. You earnt every bead of sweat, every hair out of place, every dry heave!

Lost my mojo

Well I lost my mojo - I knew it was going to happen sometime but not on a Saturday when its my long tyre drag as, crazily enough I enjoy it. I put it down to knowing that I was going to do the "commute" to Dubai the next day, and wanted to be able to get to the office with no aches and pains.  When I told my fellow tyre draggers, for some reason they seemed to be very happy about this, don't know why, might have been to do with going for a 6 mile drag maybe? But actually thinking about it a small rest is a good thing. Give my knees a breather for a few days before I get ready to drag tyres again.

I have just done my walk round with the outward project manager and guess what he showed me - the tyre thats already waiting for me, all good to go.  The new team he introduced me to as "This is Anita, she's going to be dragging tyres round" And its got me excited again. So mojo will be back in gear after another days rest, ready to pick up again.

Drag time!! Women v tyre

Another day another drag.  There is just no elegant way to put this. I sweated my bits off.  Three bricks in the tyre and I went out from the gate fast.  I had two drag buddies this time. So we had representatives from Sri Lanka and the Philippines in our tyre community.

This was a light weights speed drag of three miles and it was a killer.  My friend from Sri Lanka went up to a tyre size in-between Tiny and Tina which is the equivalent of Tiny with two bricks.  I am so impressed with her that she almost managed the whole three miles before we swopped tyres and put some weight in the bigger one - just for me thanks friend lol. But at least she then understood my feeling of running in a dream but getting nowhere (and at least not being naked - it is not just me having those dreams btw!!!)

My friend from the Philippines who has done fitness for a while didn't really get the full effect as it was her first time so she did the first mile and a bit with no brick, but when she put a brick in and hit the pier area she could really feel the drag - so guess who's going to be joining us tonight

 



 

Just sent the pictures to my company's news letter as unfortunately they won't sponsors us which is a real shame, but they would like to feature us.  And next week I'm off to my other job, and guess what the first question was with the guy that I'm swapping with - have you got any tyres.  I'm sure he thought I was a nut job. Nothing new there then

This is what its all about!

MY TYRE!!

Just in case our colonial cousins forget who is doing this

 





 

 

WE DID IT!! We broke the 5 mile mark on Saturday.  4 bricks of concrete in my tyre and going over really rough ground and past some Royal Navy guys that just stopped and stared with open mouths. On the way back they all of a sudden had to start doing PT as we went passed.  Bless them. And finally when we dragged out sweaty tired (should that be tyred) bodies through the vehicle gate the security guys told us we were outstanding - well duh obviously.



The various degrees of hurt makers tyres

Then again last night I pulled Tina the Tyre (the SUV size, the big one on the back of the cart in the picture) round for nearly 2 miles.  This time I wasn't swearing so much which must be a good sign right? And that big boy on the cart seat is Tommy and I flipped that thing 40 times.  Though it was quite funny when we were both flipping tyres one of the security force came out and asked us were we okay and needed help as all they could hear was grunting and groaning as we were flipping the tyres. No we are fine just doing PT. 

This is my dirt and I've earnt it!!