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!
Thursday, 26 May 2011
Friday, 6 May 2011
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...
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...
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
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!
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!
Sunday, 1 May 2011
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...
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...
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
Gym Win
Today was the day that I ran again. I was going to get up at 7.30 and go at 8.30 or something. That didn't happen. Instead, I got over to the gym at about 11 and, after buying a bottle of water because I stupidly forgot to bring my own, got on the treadmill.
I thought that I would probably run about two miles and then be knackered, but it went much better than that! I stuck my hoodie over the monitor(I always find that seeing my distance and time makes me get tired much faster) and ran at 10 minute miles. I clearly run too fast normally, because running at that pace was really comfortable. I still started to tire and got stitches, but it felt good. I got myself in to a nice breathing pattern as well and felt really happy with how it was going.
After a while I decided that I better stop before I get completely knackered because I wanted to cycle and row as well. When I took my top off it revealed that I had run 6.5 miles! I was so happy to see that, mainly because I'd been running for 65 minutes. After that I cycled for 10 minutes and then rowed 2.5km, just for a bit of a warm down and to work my upper body a bit.
I felt absolutely brilliant and was buzzing when I got home. Though I didn't feel so great when I went to play Football a couple of hours later. My legs clearly weren't happy with me, and I'm bloody stiff now, but what a great day!
I thought that I would probably run about two miles and then be knackered, but it went much better than that! I stuck my hoodie over the monitor(I always find that seeing my distance and time makes me get tired much faster) and ran at 10 minute miles. I clearly run too fast normally, because running at that pace was really comfortable. I still started to tire and got stitches, but it felt good. I got myself in to a nice breathing pattern as well and felt really happy with how it was going.
After a while I decided that I better stop before I get completely knackered because I wanted to cycle and row as well. When I took my top off it revealed that I had run 6.5 miles! I was so happy to see that, mainly because I'd been running for 65 minutes. After that I cycled for 10 minutes and then rowed 2.5km, just for a bit of a warm down and to work my upper body a bit.
I felt absolutely brilliant and was buzzing when I got home. Though I didn't feel so great when I went to play Football a couple of hours later. My legs clearly weren't happy with me, and I'm bloody stiff now, but what a great day!
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Getting back to business
Right, I haven't been for a run for about two weeks now and it's getting silly. My foot feels much better, so I have decided that tomorrow is the day that I will stick on my trainers and get going again.
Admittedly, it has been my own fault... Playing Football again and then getting involved at a gig while drunk probably weren't the best things to do with a bad foot. Anyway, the swelling seems to have gone down and there isn't any pain walking, so bring on tomorrow!
Admittedly, it has been my own fault... Playing Football again and then getting involved at a gig while drunk probably weren't the best things to do with a bad foot. Anyway, the swelling seems to have gone down and there isn't any pain walking, so bring on tomorrow!
Tuesday, 19 April 2011
Silly Boy...
Sons should always listen to their Mother's...
"Don't go to Football, you won't get any sympathy if you injure yourself more" she said.
I thought, no! I want to play Football! So I decided to go along, thinking I'd take it easy. I put my insoles in to my astro turf trainers to try and decrease the risk of further injury. They had been too tight before but seemed ok now I'd worn them a few times.
Had a little kick around with a few mates before the masses got there to try and warm up and I seemed fine for the first half and hour, but then it all went a bit pear-shaped. About 40 minutes in I rolled my ankle in the same fashion that I got my injury in the first place. I immediately went in goal to rest a bit and it seemed ok after five minutes, but when I started running again I noticed I had a bit of a groin strain and my heels were now killing because of my insoles. Turns out the trainers weren't loose enough.
Why couldn't I have just stayed at home?... Now I've got some lovely blisters, my foot will stay bruised longer and a lovely groin strain.
Was an excuse to have a lovely bath though!
I'm not telling Mum she was right.
"Don't go to Football, you won't get any sympathy if you injure yourself more" she said.
I thought, no! I want to play Football! So I decided to go along, thinking I'd take it easy. I put my insoles in to my astro turf trainers to try and decrease the risk of further injury. They had been too tight before but seemed ok now I'd worn them a few times.
Had a little kick around with a few mates before the masses got there to try and warm up and I seemed fine for the first half and hour, but then it all went a bit pear-shaped. About 40 minutes in I rolled my ankle in the same fashion that I got my injury in the first place. I immediately went in goal to rest a bit and it seemed ok after five minutes, but when I started running again I noticed I had a bit of a groin strain and my heels were now killing because of my insoles. Turns out the trainers weren't loose enough.
Why couldn't I have just stayed at home?... Now I've got some lovely blisters, my foot will stay bruised longer and a lovely groin strain.
Was an excuse to have a lovely bath though!
I'm not telling Mum she was right.
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