I could not sleep at all last night, so thought I would do a bit of shopping online because that always makes you sleepy. At 4:45am I fall asleep to be woken by my alarm at 5:30. Needless to say I was shattered but up I get and off I go to the gym. Cardio this morning was brought to you by the powers of the treadmill and Apple Music on shuffle. Quick posing practise and I was out of that gym early as I was starving. So, I am running very early and it’s Easter holidays so the roads are quiet and what happens….I get stuck behind someone doing 30 miles and hour for at least 10 miles of the journey.

You guessed right, I got to work hangry, very hangry. In fact I don’t think I have ever been this hangry before. Phil (who is 1 foot taller than me) arrives at work and merely inquires about whether Niki’s Feelings board has been updated. I reply telling him I cant talk to anyone until I eat, I am very hangry and can everyone leave me alone. This statement was followed by total silence on the floor and Phil quietl updates the Niki’s Feelings board to state my current emotion. After I had inhaled my porridge and drunk about a litre in coffee, I started to calm down and almost become human again.

Managed to get out for a walk again at lunchtime but without my walking buddy, so I plugged in and got marching up those hills to burn off some more fat off my ass. As the afternoon progressed, the lack of sleep started to hit me and I felt very tired very quickly. Got myself to the stables after working late to finish off some tasks due for today, whizzed through the mucking out, brought the horses in (minus the basket ball boy/man) and was off to the gym. But boy did I struggle with weights today. I kept going and didn’t stop or slow down just dropped my weight a little bit, made the movement more concentrated and pushed through the fatigue. To finish the session off I went on the treadmill for an hour. I cant tell you how I completed the full hour as I seemed to check the time every 30 seconds and want to throw myself on the floor as I still had loads of time to go till I could get off. Part way through I was distracted, although not in a good way by a lady who was walking (well I think she was walking) on the treadmill next me. How she didn’t fall off I don’t know as she spent most of her time peering into the other part of the gym, fiddling with her water bottle, looking to see how long I had been on my treadmill for, picking at her leggings, fiddling with her hair, trying to run then quickly slowly down as that seemed to be a bad idea and generally repeating all the above for about 10 minutes. I was that exhausted I didn’t have the energy to tell her to keep still, I could just about wipe the sweat off my face and most of the time I just let it drip everywhere.

Today was hard and I think tomorrow could be worse if I don’t get a good nights sleep as I am on another low carb day. Thankfully though it’s Easter weekend so I can sleep for 4 days minus the 4 hours a day training I need to do. I did achieve something today, I made Phil (who is 1 foot taller than me) nearly choke on his coffee twice with two comments I made. The first one was describing him as a giant ball bag and the other was when he politely asked if I had been to the toilet for a number 2 as I had been a while to which I replied ‘Phil I have just lost my entire life out of my bum hole.’ This unfortunately happens when I am on low carb high fat days and actually happens to quite a lot of people. So yes too much information but could be potentially useful to someone in the world somewhere who is wondering why this happens to them- sharing is caring.