Work, work, work

So, I haven't been around recently to update you on my thrilling life because I've had lots of Uni work on! I made the usual mistake of being too casual with my work over Easter and not doing any until the last week of the holidays. This left me in a bit of a pickle as I found out 5 days before a hand-in that it was in a week earlier than I thought. Cue getting up early and working late in to the night for 5 days.

After this I had 4 more assignments that I hadn't done much on, so the next week and a half consisted of work the majority of the time, stopping for either a game of Football (this being the only exercise I did) or going to the shop to get some horribly unhealthy snacky food. In fact, over the two weeks I was back at Uni doing my work, I didn't cook for myself once, apart from a couple of pizzas in the oven. Awful!

The thing that stopped me going mad through this was Football. I probably played about 8 times over two weeks, including a five-a-side tournament at Uni, which was awesome! We got through the group stage, but were then drawn one of the Uni Football teams and were thrashed 4-0. Still, it was great!

Anyway, Summer holidays are here now and the only work I to worry about is my job at the Co-Op (and an annoying essay in for August, but that's aaaaaages away), which I will be starting again soon. Joy.

Time to be healthy again! Or so I thought. It hasn't really gone to plan just yet, but I did go to the gym for a 7.2 mile run and 2.5km row yesterday, so that's good! The quiche for lunch today was probably a mistake though. None of my friends are back from Uni, so I won't be going out much for a few weeks, but apparently today is a write off because I am also going to a pub quiz with my one mate who is home. Bring on the burger and chips and lovely calorific ciders!

Powercut

I woke up yesterday morning wondering one; why had I been sleeping on my phone, and two; why I couldn't switch my CD player on. We quite commonly get power shortages in my house, but you can normally just flip the switch back on. However, after forcing myself out of bed(or, sofa, because the actual bed of my sofa bed is horrible), I realised it was a full blown powercut. This terrified me because I have a lot of work to do that's in for very soon and I really didn't want to go back to Uni sooner than I had to.
I'd just had breakfast so I couldn't go straight to the gym, but I decided I'd leave it an hour and then go, assuming the gym would probably be in full working order, despite being less than a mile away. Luckily, we got power back just before I left, which calmed my nerves, but when I arrived at the gym their power was still down. This meant no working treadmill and defeated the point of me going to the gym really... I still had to pay the full £4.20 for it's services and thought I might as well go in because I'd walked up. I ended up doing just a 20 minute random hill session on the bike, 2.5km rowing and then some tricep work. Wasn't the best gym trip, but I guess it was better than being sat at home doing nothing, which is what I'm doing today. Though, I say nothing, but what I really mean is being sat in front of the computer looking blankly at the horrible piece of work I'm trying to do that makes absolutely no sense to me whatsoever and that I have to present in 3 days...

Gym Sesh

Today I decided I'd drag myself to the gym because I hadn't done any proper exercise in 6 days. So, after sorting out shopping etc. in the village, I got to it.
It turned out to be another successful run where I went for 7 miles! Couldn't have been more pleased. I had to fight off quite a few stitches, but these seemed to go away quite quickly whenever I swapped the foot I was breathing on. I think I was also aided by a very attractive red head rowing in front of me and then running alongside me. Pathetic, I know, but I didn't really want to stop while she was running alongside me, so I didn't even really think about doing so!
Finished off by doing 2.5km rowing and then strolled home, very slowly.
My knees are aching loads now though, so I think tomorrow will be a rest day. Though, I've got to be up at 4.30-5 to go and film sunrise... what fun!

Disappointing Few Days

The last few days haven't really gone to plan. I was meant to go for a run yesterday, but didn't feel up to it. Not that I have anyone to blame other than myself, as the night before involved drinking and a late night. While I had fun, I feel I have let myself down by leaving myself with a hangover that prevented me going out.
Today is another story though. Today I just cannot be bothered. I was up at 10, but Football Manager seemed much more appealing that stepping outside. I'm also finding it really hard to motivate myself to run here because the surrounding area is really hilly and I don't think I'll be able to get very far. There is the gym, but the excuse I've made for myself is that I'm home alone, so can't leave the dogs for 2 hours while I go, cause that would be mean, obviously.
What's worse is that tonight is going to be an unhealthy night and a late night again.
My only hope for today is that I do some planks, crunches and press-ups or something. Possibly in front of the Arsenal vs. Man U game...