Earlier today I arrived back in London as I've finished my second term for this year. After a very stressful ten weeks of work and very few races I'm lucky enough to get a 4 week break. It all kicked off with me and my brother getting some Chinese in and watching Kung Fu Panda, an hour and a half of my life thoroughly well spent. It's not all fun and games though, the pressure only gets worse from here.

For the next 9 days or so I'll be London. The plan is to carry on training as usual but by myself. At the same time I'll have to do some revision as when I go back to uni in May I have two weeks worth of exams. I know every year teachers are moaning on about how all your exams count, but these ones really do! They all have a role to play when it comes to deciding what my degree classification will be at the end of the third year, assuming I make it that far of course. Now in the past revision and I haven't always seen eye-to-eye, in fact, one may say I've abandoned it altogether on some occassions. But this year I want to get some good work done. I know it gets said every year, but I really mean it this time.

Being at home with my little brothers and sister dosen't help matters as they are younger than me and they like to mess around a lot and I've been known to join in from time to time. Going off on a tangent briefly, my sister is about to turn 8 and believe it or not wants to join the local running club Ealing, Southall and Middlesex, so we might see her in a Met League, North West London league or Middlesex championship in a few years time. Anyways, enough of her. As if being with them wasn't enough to put me off work, after my 9 days in the capital I'm away to Portugal for 10 days of warm weather training. Blue skies, clear seas and golden beaches...I'm sure the view will be very impressive from my room. Yeah that's right, even away in somewhere like Portugal, I still want to get work done. I intend to isolate myself in my room and memorise formulae, theories, lemmas etc. I joked with someone the other day saying I'll probably come back paler than when I go out!

The bad news still keeps on coming though. With it being Easter, the big chocolate eggs start coming out and no doubt my mum will spoil my brothers and sister. But I suppose with track not being that far away and being a runner and all that, I should really steer clear. It's gutting because Easter break should be a time to recharge the batteries and get some me time in, but at the moment my days are going to look like:

Get up, run, have breakfast, revise, have lunch, revise, have second lunch, revise, maybe train again, eat dinner, revise and then go to bed.

Maybe substitute a few of the revision sessions with some crucial Runnerslife profile updates and a tiny bit of TV and that looks like life for the next few weeks. Who said being a student was easy?? They should try being a runner doing Maths!! But hey, no one forced me to do these things, I chose them myself so it's time to stop complaining and get on with it. Seeing as the clocks go forward tonight I better get to bed slightly earlier as the universe is trying to rob me of one hours worth of sleep and I'm having none of it.   

Good luck to Wilko and the rest of the crew at the World Cross tomorrow!!!

Run happy,

Goolab xxx