5 years, 88 weeks of lectures and classes, an unknown number of exams, several accumulated months of exam stress and tears, and FINALLY, I have arrived at the end of my University career! If all my exams have gone well, I will hopefully be beginning my summer months with a university degree under my belt,…… Continue reading And just like that, it’s all over!
Last week, my still-recovering torn ligament screamed at me as soon as I stepped onto the treadmill. Having gone to the gym with the full intention of running at least 5K to kick start my half marathon training, the fact that after three minutes my lungs felt like they hated being in my body and…… Continue reading One step at a time.
At the beginning of last week I had to go to A&E. Anyone who knows me knows I am incredibly active. Most of the time healthily so, and, though I hate to admit it, sometimes excessively so. The excessive side comes out when I’m stressed, and when I need to study, it becomes my way…… Continue reading Out of the game.
Today, I was supposed to get up at 6am for breakfast in order to make it into the gym for 7 and the library at 8am. That did’t happen. I got up at the right time and ate my breakfast, but saw how comfortable my boyfriend was sleeping on my bed and crawled right back…… Continue reading Pyjama days are healing.
So, over the last few months, I’ve been attending counselling sessions at my local mental health clinic to get to the root of my eating disorder and try and silence the horrid thoughts that swim around my head on a daily basis. Since November, I’ve started to identify the difference between what is a thought…… Continue reading What would your mate say?
So at the beginning of the year I set myself a few simple goals. I shared them with you to hold myself accountable and motivate myself. Here’s a quick update! I have had no chocolate so far in 2017. This has been a heck of a lot harder than I thought it was going to be, not…… Continue reading New Year’s Resolutions- an update
It’s that time of year. January can either be the most depressing time of year or the most hopeful. For me, it was both. I began the new year with my resolutions all written down, ready to be conquered; I went on holiday and had a blast with my friends; I finally finished my dissertation and…… Continue reading January Blues