Well, let´s just recap the last few days of skull****ery, shall we?
Friday was all good, light gym session preparing for Saturdays game.
Saturdays game saw me go off at half time with a back injury, 17 to 0 down and having to lie on the sideline getting physio whilst I watch my team, missing half our usual players, concede another 30 points.
Spent the entire of Sunday unconscious on muscle relaxants and sleeping tablets.
Had a job interview on Monday so roused myself from my zombie like state, hared across town only to discover that the directions I´d been given were incorrect by a street. When I arrived late, I was told that the interviews were over, so sorry.
So, for the moment I suppose I intend to keep living in a bunk bed with my little brother, in a room so small we can´t unpack a single bag, the floor space taken up by his large alsatian and just generally scrape by whilst my girlfriend barely conceals her disappointment on the few occasions I actually get to see her.
Going back to the gym today to see how my back is holding up, shifting Mondays session to today and see how heavy I can work up, not pushing it though.
Cardio is going up to 30 minutes a session this week, postboning the weigh in until next Monday for morale reasons.
On the plus side, at this rate I´ll be the most muscular homeless person in Barcelona in a few weeks!
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