What a terrible week!
I woke up on Sunday with a fever, cough and sore throat. My session with Rama was supposed to be at 9 and I thought I might be able to go ahead with it, but when I tried to get out of bed I realised I’d just be wasting his time and not doing myself any favours. I texted him to say I was ill and could we postpone? He seemed OK with it and I went back to sleep… I felt much better by the evening and hoped it was just a 24-hour thing. I felt OK on Monday as well.
On Monday morning I had a yoga class with a different teacher. What would this new guy be like? Would he at least have his own yoga mat? I still can’t get over the other guy not having a mat. What kind of yoga teacher doesn’t have their own mat? But, back to this new teacher.
Yes, he had a mat. Hurrah! That’s always a good sign. He said he practised traditional hatha yoga, having learned at the Sivananda Ashram in Rishikesh. My mum and I told him we’d stayed there once – he looked so pleased! I told him my teacher in London also taught the same yoga and also taught at the Sivananda Centre in Putney and he said he’d been there a few years ago. And then we began the class.
We started with some deep breathing and warm-up exercises and then did three rounds of sun salutations. I thought it would be quite difficult after not having done any yoga in almost two months, but it was fine. I was even able to get into shoulderstand later on without any trouble. It was a good class – and I only had trouble with a couple of asanas which involved me kneeling – my left knee was still bruised after last week. It was a good class – and I was so happy afterwards for finding this new teacher. We decided we’d continue with him, having two classes a week.
I woke up on Tuesday feeling feverish again. I was still coughing and my triceps were aching from the yoga class the day before! Not good. I spent the day at home, taking cough syrup and Panadol, and hoping this was the end of it.
I didn’t feel great on Wednesday morning either but I didn’t want to cancel another session with Rama. I felt like I just needed to get back on track and forget about feeling unwell. I had cough syrup, Panadol, a cup of tea and a teaspoon of peanut butter before heading to the gym.
Rama asked me if I was feeling 100%? Hmm, more like 85%, I replied. While I was warming up on the cross-trainer he told me I was going to do the ‘Ramanova’ circuit. Oh God – what does that mean? It consisted of:
- 15 lateral pulldowns
- 12 clean and presses with 3-kg weights
- 15 hamstring curls using the Swiss ball
- 15 shoulder presses with 3-kg weights
- 15 push-ups
- 15 hammer curls with 3-kg weights
- 15 squat jumps holding the 3-kg weights
- 250m on the cross-trainer (at resistance level 12 and aiming for under 2 minutes)
I had to do that circuit three times – with a 3-minute break between each circuit. It was harder and harder each time. I did the 250m in 2:06, 2:15 and 2:22 – so much for under 2 minutes – and I felt sick after each circuit. Perhaps the tea and peanut butter wasn’t such a good idea after all. Five minutes of ab exercises and some stretching ended the session. I’m glad I didn’t cancel again – but I did feel like a nap after all that!
On Thursday, Friday and Saturday, I wasn’t feeling up to working out so just took it easy. A part of me thought I should just go and do some cardio, but I felt so tired and I didn’t want to feel worse afterwards. I kept waiting for the sore throat/cough to develop into full-blown flu but it didn’t happen.
It was quite a disappointing week for me. I hate being sick – especially when I have so many things to get on with!
One good thing, though… a friend of mine was here from Bangalore and we met up for lunch on Friday. We last met in June (I took her to Raoul’s for their delicious French toast) and when she saw me on Friday she was shocked. ‘You have lost SO much weight,’ she said. Hurrah!
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