No Excuses in the Shed

WHOOP scores this morning showed recovery way down, sleep way down, and if there was a dial for enthusiasm, that would have been way down too. Previously I would have talked myself out of any exercise on a morning like this.

But here’s the big change: I have a rower in the shed now. No excuses.

So I put my gear on, stuck on some banging tunes and went out to the shed for a ChatGPT-approved workout: ten minutes at a reasonable pace, then 3 × 5 minute sets at around 2:05/500m.

And it was great.

It got rid of the funk and set me up to finally finish a work task that had been hanging over me all weekend.

Brilliant.

This is The Sub-7 Experiment.