It all just got serious.

I just got back from an accidental “Ab Blast” class – it is only 4pm and I’m already exhausted. I say accidental,  because I really was only in the gym to run, do a few weights, get home and make way on my pain in the arse dissertation.

Mid shoulder press I got asked if I wanted to join the “20-30 minute” work-out. Not wanting to look like a wimp, I said I would, only if it didn’t kill me. The instructor said no.

They lied.

The pain was ridiculous. In fact, I could barely do half of the moves because my legs / arms / body had given up on me after my intended 5k anyway. It was a mixture of sit ups, crunches, plank, pilates-esque moves and really just a whole lot of sweat.

But, I suppose I can say I ‘tried’, and maybe I’ll just stick to pilates in future!

In Other News:

1. I hate my dissertation
2. I hate my dissertation
3. I hate my dissertation

I’m in the middle of two weeks of exams (two down, two to go, woohoo!) and now nearly one week into my Berlin Half Marathon plan. Beginning to realise now, these next 12 weeks are going to be immensely challenging in all respects. Mentally / physically / sweat-ily. I’m doomed.

Overall, half marathon training is going well :) I have a four mile run this weekend, while finishing off 1,000 words of my dissertation and avoiding any more ‘ab blast’ classes.

If it all goes quiet on the blog front – don’t send a search party. I’ll just be sat, aching, still in my dri-fit and surrounded by papers, books & Spanish dictionaries.

Wish me luck!