Sheepishly shuffling back to Blogger

No relevance to the rest of the post - a wall in
Germany that makes music in the rain.  I
want to visit here please!

Hi. Clearly, my first sentence has to be an apology for quite how long it has been since my last blog post. Hopefully, some of you have been following my Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr or JustGiving pages, all of which have been updated with much more frequency than this poor, abandoned little blog. But for anyone who hasn't had a update since (ouch) Feb 28th, I am sorry.

I am not sorry about how much work I have been doing because training is going well, both group training and individual. So in this post I will give a fairly brief overview of how things are going and what we've been up to.








Group Training 
Remember my colleague who agreed to be our PT to prepare us for Tough Mudder? Mr

Tough Mudder training - fitness check up

Remember this guy?

This is the fearsome Martin, fitness instructor, P.E. champ, all round good egg, previously of the 26th Regiment Royal Artillery, and was first introduced to you back in December when he put us through our paces in a combined Bleep Test and exercise / torture session. Since then he has been tracking our fitness (remember Kenny complaining about our fitness plan?) and has reappeared like a scary energiser bunny to whisk us back to the gym to check our progress. 

*For 'gym' read 'school hall'; we're doing this on a budget, people!

Of course, having spent two months learning how to do press-ups, working on our sit-ups and counting every step we take, we're clearly in tip-top peak physical condition, right?

Shoddy and Kariss get lunging.

After all, we work in a school and everyone knows that running around after small children is hard work. It's certainly my excuse for eating so many biscuits. So immediately after

6am Hurts Like a Cold Shower

Day 2

I am not good in the mornings. This is a massive understatement: my family call me "doormouse" and my girlfriend is adamant that it takes me half an hour to develop functional speech. But this morning I need to build up some cardio credits; how hard can it be?
Pretty damn difficult! Lying in bed defiantly ignoring the alarm, I actually convinced myself I'd been for a run already- part dream, part delusion! But alas, I was persuaded to get up and so, a mile later (half a mile after my eyes started focussing properly), with frozen fingers and wobbly legs I took the following photos to prove to you that I had done it. Judge me kindly, it was 6am.
Elli

Early risers don't exist.

Tough Mudder 2013

One of the best things about working with CCPS is the people you meet; both the children and the adults. However, the traits that make working at CCPS so fun - being highly excitable and up for anything - makes for a great play scheme but a poor ability to say no. What I'm trying to explain is exactly how we have agreed to take part in the toughest race we could find - Tough Mudder.
It describes itself as:

"Hardcore 12 mile-long obstacle courses designed by the Special Forces to test your all around strength, stamina, mental grit, and camaraderie. With the most innovative courses and half a million inspiring participants, Tough Mudder is the premier adventure challenge series in the world."

Pictures- property of Tough Mudder
http://toughmudder.co.uk/

 So a definitely unfit, uncoordinated group of 20-somethings are about to test themselves to the limit. Check out the Tough Mudder website and see if you could withstand the distance, the falls, the mud, the fire and the electricity (literally) that we will be putting ourselves through in just 216 days time.

Follow our attempts to train for the ultimate test here!