RUN. BOX. BRUNCH. REPEAT.

EASY LIKE SUNDAY MORNING? NOT.

Sunday was warm. Over 20 degrees warm. And as a small gaggle of us Fempower girls gathered at 1Rebel, I'm not going to lie - the idea of sunbathing instead of doing a 5km run seemed much more appealing.

But we are nothing if not committed to a plan at Fempower HQ.

Led by Amy, we shuffled off Broadgate Circle and strode through a spookily empty City of London, eventually end up next to the river and basking in sunshine. At this point Rachel voiced the thought a lot of us often have when we see runners on a Sunday morning - "why would you be doing that, when you could still be in bed?" 
A swift run over Blackfriars bridge looped back around across London Bridge, and before in no time at all we were back where we'd started - but a bit redder in the face, and thankfully slightly less hungover.
The fun didn't stop there though. In we headed to Rumble.


Fempower making its mark at 1Rebel

Fempower making its mark at 1Rebel

BURPEES FOR BREAKFAST

If you've never done the boxing class at 1Rebel, we can highly recommend it - but with an additional warning that it's not for the faint-hearted. Literally. Marcus put all five of us through our paces, returning a little too often to the Fempower corner we'd set up so we knew we couldn't hide. Jabs, crosses, hooks and kicks were followed by burpees, press-ups and a freestyle round. If you've ever wanted to embrace you inner badass/street fighter, this is the class for you. 
We can definitely tell you Fempower doesn't glitter, it sweats. Generously.

The after shot.

The after shot.


RUN. RUMBLE. REFUEL, PLEASE!

So, after a run and a HIIT class, refuelling was long overdue. This group was not only set up for people to put themselves and others through their paces, but to bring together like-minded individuals. These like-minded individuals particularly love brunch...so we did just that.

Did someone say Bottomless Brunch?

Did someone say Bottomless Brunch?

A skip upstairs to Beany Green saw us reunited with a couple of extras, including our very own Chloe T - the only woman mad enough to run a 10km obstacle course race on a fractured toe, and to also make a limp look like part of a swagger walk. 
While the prosecco was flowing, I can assure you the girls' faces didn't really resemble this. Well, maybe by the end. 

A panoramic view of Sunday's social. Had the prosecco taken hold by now?

A panoramic view of Sunday's social. Had the prosecco taken hold by now?


All in all, who doesn't love spending a sunny Sunday with their crew? We'll even take the running if it means more fizz. Come join us on the next one?