Keep getting cramp in my right foot; it really hurts. It's still there after half an hour. Not when I'm running, it happens when I do this bloody hard swiss ball exercise thing that I learned in Austin, which involves lying with your feet on the ball, thrusting your pelvis up and rolling it in towards you. It's a very glamorous and attractive thing to watch, and I highly recommend doing it in front of a boy you're trying to impress. Jesus. I caught sight of myself in the mirror mid-effort today and I wanted to kill myself. Red, contorted face (just finished running), totally uncoordinated and wobbly legs, and trying to hold on to the carpet for dear life.

I really can't do it for very long at all, without collapsing in a heap. It doesn't look hard but it is, or at least, it is for me. I have a swiss ball at home, so I think from now on I'll just humiliate myself between my own four walls.

Other than that, feeling a lot better today (Had the stomach cramps from hell yesterday, could barely move by the end of the day). But tonight, on just two cups of coffee and a yoghurt (stupid I know, but hectic day) I managed to do quite a hard workout. And now I'm ravenous. And there's no food in the fridge except for some mouldy rye bread and some grapes. I'm so organised.

15 x mins crosstrainer
45 x mins treadmill (1 x mile warmup, then 400m intervals at 9.11 pace with 200m jogs.)
10 x mins powerplate
20 x mins weights and things

Here are a couple of pictures from the race:



I spy a little bunny.



Delicious.