Friday, and another gym day.
It’s beautiful outside. The weather is still warm, and that definitely helps. But the main thing is that I got myself into the gym again and did the session.
Nothing dramatic to report. Just rebuilding the momentum, rebuilding the strength, and getting back into the groove.
And I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Short and sweet today. That’s it. Just good.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment.
It’s Tuesday, and I’ve just finished a workout in the gym.
It’s the first time I’ve been in for weights and strength work for a while, and I did feel a bit weak and underpowered. I don’t know if that’s because I’m expecting too much, or because I’m simply out of practice. Probably a bit of both.
But anyway, it was nice to be out.
It’s a lovely sunny day. Warm too. About 22°C and it’s not even 10 o’clock yet. That always helps.
I really enjoyed being back in the gym and doing a couple of different things. Things that were not rowing. I love the rower in the shed, but I do need this bit too. The lifting, the moving, the using different muscles, and just being somewhere else for a while.
So yes, all good. Not my strongest session ever, but a useful one. A reminder that strength needs consistency, not occasional heroic appearances.
Then, to finish things off, I had to do a bit of gymnastics getting back into the car. Somebody had parked so close to my driver’s door that I couldn’t get in, so I had to climb in through the passenger side and shuffle across.
I’m glad I’m not an old fella yet. Or at least I’m glad I’m still supple enough to make that work.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment. Still rowing, still lifting, still trying to stay bendy enough to get into my own car.
It’s funny, the other day I found a message to my future self. It was in my calendar. I’d obviously written it and put it in there when I came back from holiday last year. It was a reminder not to let myself go this summer. Ease off a little bit maybe, but not to let myself go the way I did last year.
It was quite funny really, because I honestly don’t feel as though I’ve properly got going since I wrote that message.
And yet, when I look at the evidence, that’s not entirely true.
My cruising speed on the rower is a lot higher. I don’t think I’m any closer to breaking the sub-7 2K yet, but my cruising speed is there. I’m fitter. Aerobically fitter. On Sunday I went out and did 80 kilometres on the bike and didn’t really think about it. It was just there and done.
So the work is still happening. I just don’t feel like I’ve got going with the same intensity I had last year.
So what needs to change?
I think I need to start blogging more again, because that was where a lot of the accountability came from. More than that, it was where the reflection came from.
My routine after rowing in the shed needs to change. At the moment I finish the session with my music still on, walk back into the kitchen, make my recovery drink, log my calories, log the workout with ChatGPT, go upstairs, shower, and start work.
At no point in that sequence do I stop and reflect on what I’ve just done.
I’m doing the exercise. I’m just not logging it properly in my own head. I’m not writing it down. I’m certainly not reflecting on it. It’s just a case of getting out, doing the session, coming back in and moving on to the next thing.
That reflection piece needs to be reinstated.
Maybe the new rule is simple: when I finish on the rower and come back into the house, I take the headphones off. Then, while I’m making my recovery drink, I speak into ChatGPT and do the reflection there and then.
That used to happen naturally when I went to the gym. I’d finish the session, get back to the car, sit there for a minute and think about what I’d just done before starting the engine and heading to the next thing. Training in the shed is brilliant, but it has removed that little pause.
I need to put it back.
The work is still there. The aerobic capacity is still there. The chassis is there. But I’m still a long way from sub-7, and I need to get stronger. That’s the next proper conversation with Coach ChatGPT.
So yes, time to get back in the groove, but gently. If I turn it into a chore, I’ll switch off again.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment. Still reflecting. Still working. Maybe not quite as intensely as before, but there is a plan to change that.
It’s been a while since I’ve written anything.
The “new” rower in the shed is not so new now. It has been there for six months, and the new routine of rowing, then heading straight back into the house to start work or whatever the day brings, has meant I haven’t been giving myself any time to reflect on the workout afterwards. No reflection has meant nothing to post.
Rowing is still important to me, and so is the wider exercise regime as a whole. But I think I’ve been missing that reflection piece. I also wrote in a previous article that I’ve missed the gym visits too. So it feels like time to reassess what matters.
Exercise matters. Having an exercise goal matters. Reflection matters too. And so does being around like-minded people. My gym membership has lapsed, and I think it is time to renew it.
In other news, I’ve been cycling a bit more.
This Sunday I’m riding the Tour de South Coast, a 100km sportive that covers some roads I’ve used before in training. I don’t know anyone else who is doing it, but there will be a couple of hundred cyclists out on the day, and I’m looking forward to it.
I’ve also been back to see Bike Fit Barry, who has once again sprinkled a bit of magic over the setup on the Triban. On top of that, I’ve decided to make it even more comfortable. I’ve taken the mudguards off completely and fitted some big 35mm tyres, which means I can run lower pressures and take a lot of the buzz out of the road surface.
A quick 15km test ride yesterday showed they are doing exactly what I hoped.
I spent a lot of last year tweaking the Giant to try to get more comfort out of it, but the truth is that the early carbon technology makes it so stiff that it just takes too much out of me over longer distances. I’m keen to see how the newly fettled, balloon-tyre-equipped Triban gets on over the 100km on Sunday.
In Coach ChatGPT news, I’m still consulting with it and still completing the workouts it gives me after I upload my daily WHOOP scores. I’m getting stronger and faster on the rower, and my technique is getting better too. I can really feel the progress.
The aim is still to get to a sub-7-minute 2,000m row.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment. We continue.
Oh man. What a morning.
I genuinely didn’t know where my head was at today. It was all over the place. I wasn’t feeling the gym. I wasn’t feeling the rower. I wasn’t feeling anything.
I did that thing where you’re not doing anything, but you’re also not resting. Up and down the stairs. Round and round the house. Looking out the window. Rain. Wind. Sit in front of the TV for a bit. Make a cup of tea. Walk again. Another cup of tea. More pacing.
I even told Coach GPT I wasn’t going to train today, that I’d just go for a walk, but I was talking myself out of that as well. The truth is, I knew I needed to do something.
And then the voices started. The men in my head.
“What’s the point?”
“What’s the point of any of this exercise stuff?”
“You’re not getting anywhere.”
“Just go back and watch TV.”
I battled it and battled it. Right up to the point where I was pulling my gear out of the wardrobe. Shorts on — still fighting it. T-shirt on — still fighting it. Shoes on — still fighting it.
Then I went out to the shed, sat on the rower, and started.
I did 15 minutes, and every five minutes I got faster. By the last five I was holding sub-1:57 pace.
Then I stopped and did two 250m sprints , pretty much flat out, but controlled. Controlled frustration release. Controlled anger release. The kind where you’re emptying the pressure without blowing up.
It didn’t solve everything. I still feel like there’s a lot going on and a lot to do. But it released the valve.
And I am genuinely grateful I have a rower in the shed, because if I’d had to get in the car and drive to the gym this morning, I don’t think it would have happened at all.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment — as much for mental health as physical health.
It’s Wednesday and I’ve just come out of the gym.
I wasn’t really feeling it today, if I’m honest. But I still turned up. I talked to ChatGPT about what the session should look like and started with ten minutes on the rowing machine.
That ten minutes actually confirmed it: I wasn’t quite there today.
So instead of forcing a full rowing workout or walking out, I pivoted. I went and did sled work instead — pushing, pulling, lifting, carrying — the stuff I enjoy and the kind of work I can always get something out of.
After that I finished with another five minutes on the rower, just to close the loop and leave feeling like I’d done a complete session.
On the way out I had a proper “of course” moment: the little key in my key fob wouldn’t work, so I had to break into my own car. Thankfully there’s an old-school mechanical key hidden in the fob, so I got it sorted without too much drama.
I feel a bit better now. And it’s actually a nice day outside — blue sky, sun shining — even if my head and legs weren’t totally on board this morning.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment: turning up, adjusting, and getting it done anyway.
That was a good strength session.
A couple of things helped. First off, it’s Friday, which is always a good day. Secondly, it’s one of those proper winter days: cold enough that there was ice on the car this morning, but the sky is blue and the sun is out. That kind of day always lifts the spirits.
I had a solid hour going around the weights and really enjoyed it. I even upped the weight on a couple of things, which felt good — progress without drama.
One thing I’m noticing more and more is how much having a rowing machine at home changes what the gym is for. I’m genuinely privileged to have the RowErg in the shed. It means that when I do go to the gym, I can use the rower there just as a warm-up and then focus properly on strength training. No juggling my hour between rowing and weights. Just warm up, lift, leave.
Grateful for that.
Right. Time to go and start the rest of the day.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment.
Today is Tuesday, and when I opened the curtains this morning the sun was actually shining. Hooray.
If I am completely honest, the first thing I thought about was walking on the beach and looking at the sea. That was the real temptation. But I have work commitments and a day to get on with, so instead I went to the gym and did a strength session.
And it was great. I really enjoyed it and I am very glad I went. Today is a good day.
I saw something on Instagram recently that came back to me while I was training. It was the idea that we always call in sick when we feel terrible, but we never call in well.
Wouldn’t it be brilliant to phone work and say, “I’m not coming in today because I feel great, and I’m going to walk on the beach and look at the sea”?
I might float that with my manager next time I see him. I doubt it will take off, with deadlines to meet and targets to hit, but the idea still makes me smile. A day off not because you are broken, but because you are actually doing well and want to enjoy it.
For today, though, I am doing the grown-up version. I lifted, I feel good, and now I am going to get some work done.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment.
It is a few days into this phase of remembering what it feels like to look after myself, and it is actually pretty good.
It is Sunday today. I got up, had some breakfast and watched a bit of telly. I have a presentation first thing tomorrow morning, so I knew I had to do some work today as well.
It would have been very easy to sit on the sofa all day. It is raining outside, the rest of the house are happily relaxing and doing their own thing, and the path of least resistance was right there.
Instead, I reminded myself what it feels like to look after myself properly.
I went out to the shed and did 45 minutes on the rower. Now I am set to sit down and do a couple of hours on the presentation so I am ready for nine o’clock on Monday morning.
All checked in, all good. I am rowing well, cruising well, pulling decent speeds at a low stroke rate and generally getting faster with better technique. The Sub-7 goal is still there, and it is coming along. It is probably time to do a 2K test soon and see where things are.
For today, though, I am just glad I did not spend the whole day on the sofa. I moved first, then I worked. That feels like the right order.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment.
One day on from yesterday’s realisation and I’m already seeing the difference.
I’ve got another potentially tricky meeting today, so I leaned straight back into the thing I know works: move first.
Old coach-slash-head-shrink GPT laid out a 30-minute session. A few minutes of gentle warm-up, then some mildly paced intervals. Nothing major, nothing draining or heroic. Not hectic, not heavy. Just enough to switch me on.
And it’s done exactly that. I feel ready to go now.
The point of this one wasn’t fitness gains or split times. It was mental health and headspace: using the rower to take the edge off, so I can walk into the meeting calmer, sharper, and in control.
Now it’s time to get ready for work and do what I need to do.
This is The Sub-7 Experiment: using movement to switch the lights back on.
The Sub-7 Experiment 