So I haven’t blogged for the past few days as I had a little holiday to a fabulous place called Blackpool. It was my first time going as I was told by my mother that I was allergic to Blackpool, Turkey and Egypt. So obviously you listen to your mother, even though my has been mentally unstable for most of my life but my friend suggested the trip and I thought why not, live a little. Needless to say as long as you have no expectations Blackpool will not let you down. I miss living by the sea so it was nice to see the sea in the glorious gale force winds and have a fab time on the 2p slot machines winning tacky key rings and a big red lips bean bag cushion.

Anyway back to the task in hand, 33 days out from competition and I have decided to ramp the training up. My fasted cardio will now be an hour long (god help me) and my evening cardio will be around 45 minutes maybe more if I have the energy. I will get my daily hit of caffeine before my weights and really focus on pushing through the pain and/or fatigue. The playlist on my phone has been upgraded to the most angry music I can find, so god help anyone who gets in my way!

Day at work is pretty busy with meetings which means I miss two meals, but surprisingly I don’t want to kill anyone and I remain quite calm. I manage to catch up on one meal before heading off to the gym for a legs session. Totally bossed the session, pushed the weights and felt knackered but good. My quads were killing and slightly numb when I had finished, I think I was walking a bit funny towards the end. I jump on the treaders for my final cardio session and decide to watch some vlogs from fitness people I am following. At this point I am in the cardio zone, not thinking about how much time I have left as I am so engrossed with what I am watching. A strange feeling passes over me and I feel like there has been some kind of breach to my personal space. A quick glance to my right and the boy on the treadmill next to me is hanging over the side of his treadmill and holding on to my rail watching my video. Well I can tell you right now my rage levels went from 0 to 100% in a second as he had broken my focus and made me look at the time and I had ages left. I glare at this boy who is still watching my phone and then it dawns on him, he’s been busted. He slowly looks up at me and realises I am possibly going to kill him if he doesn’t look away. So he pretends to wipe some sweat off his face and moves back into a central position on his treadmill, eyes directly forward. My rage levels slowly return back to normal and I get back in the zone fairly sharpish.

Quick call with my coach tonight and we are going to try out some fat burning workouts directly after my weights session working on the opposite body area just worked. So on an arms day I will do a leg fat burner session and on a leg day I will do an arm fat burner session.

Today energy levels are good, focus is on top form but rage appeared albeit in a controlled manner. A good day all round.