So today I decided to hit the squash court. I’ve just taken up squash, and played for the first time ever about 4 weeks ago. One of the things I like about it, is that it’s basically just you hitting a ball against a wall! I spent most of my childhood hitting or kicking balls against walls. Then it was Tennis (I was Pete Samprass most of the time) and football, and myself and my friend used to go to the handball courts in Salthill and just bash away, so playing squash takes me back a bit, particularly when you play on your own, as I did today.

I had no partner to play with (awwwww), but decided to get some practice and and some exercise at the same time. Because you’re returning every shot, I think you actually get more exercise to be honest, and look at the state of me at the end of it! I ran myself ragged for an hour, and got some really good exercise in. I also really badly bruised my ankle when I tried a showboating shot and it went horribly wrong!

Here I am looking sweaty and blotchy, proving my worth against myself on the squash court at Trinity College Dublin

You would, wouldn't you?

Being honest, I’m struggling with the second step to glory namely, eating less junk food! It’s been my vice for as long as I can remember. Anyone who knows me will tell you that. But in recent months I’ve cut down hugely, probably about 70% I would say. Unfortunately, me eating junk food at 30% capacity is still more than most giddy 10 year olds with a sweet tooth and soft parents would consume. Today, so far (at 6pm) I’ve eaten 1 bag of very low fat crisps, 1 bag of pop corn and 3 teeny tiny little choclate bars…. But it’s a bit frustrating because in terms of physique I’ve undone all the hard work from earlier, but in tems of general overall fitness, I still think today was a good day? Anybody?

Don’t worry, I will actually start running soon, but not until I’ve got some proper runners from those amphibian king chaps down in bray, where I’ll be visiting next week!