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Day 3





After a day of rest yesterday I returned to the first thing I do most mornings- exercise.
The alarm goes off at 4:45, I have a snack of peanut butter and rice cakes and head to the gym for 5:30am. Since planning this week, I've been determined to keep up my routine despite not having a gym facility. Refugees don't have the money to pay for a gym so why should I have the luxury.  I also don't have any rice cakes, so dry oats with some water it was.




It's back to the pitch- Happy Valley 8 - a location far too familiar from countless rugby matches played here from a young age, to running HIIT morning boot camps with my friends a couple of times a week (which fizzled out about a year ago).
Thankfully a friend joined me this morning to keep me motivated, as did another on Monday for some interval runs... a great excuse this week to avoid the watt bike!!

Astro everywhere

The only problem with exercise = hunger. 

I write this as I sit on the tram on my commute home, itching to get home for my fried rice dinner. Had to blow the food ration and have an extra half apple before leaving work, I never thought half an apple would be such a big decision-  it just means I won't have it tomorrow. Tuna salad last night and this afternoon were delightful- the protein is lacking massively so it's hard to stay full for long. Rice and oats free for all though - pretty confident I won't run out of those !!

It's now 8:55... bed time before I get hungry again. More updates tomorrow... on whatever topic I have left to write about. Ideas?! 



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