Monthly Archives: November 2011

Week 8


Bye bye, Pharmacology, and bye bye exams until next year!

Final exam for the semester was yesterday and, just quietly, it went pretty damn well!  One of those exams where pretty much everything you studied was on it, and the stuff you didn’t either wasn’t, or you just didn’t choose that question to answer (had to answer 6/8).

So goodbye, uni, for 3 months!  I’ll see you again in March for my penultimate semester, and my last full time semester (*gasp!*)

And what’s the best way to celebrate your first full day of freedom in a while?  Why, boot camp, of course!  This morning we went back to a hill we’ve seen before (but not one that I’ve mentioned here, I don’t think).  For sprinting!  And push ups.  Then more sprinting!  Then push ups.  Then another sprint!  Then bear crawls.  Then backwards bear crawls (honestly, a video of us doing that would have been a comedic masterpiece).  The latter weren’t so successful, we barely made it up half the hill (I barely made it half a metre), so they took pity on us and let us do them the normal way.

Then lunging, jogging, more push ups, tricep dips, squat jumps, on and on and on…

Tomorrow I’m gonna hurt!



Week 8


Just repeated W4D3, with the aim of going HARDER and FASTER (and better and stronger, amirite Daft Punk?)

Well, it worked.  I did!

Run on Sunday: avg run pace 6:36/km

Today: avg run pace 6:18/km.

It all counts!  And I just felt better, and that when it was over and had to cool down I honestly felt like I could just keep running.



Week 8


Running!  Legs hurting, vision narrowing, breathing hard running.

Well, jogging.

First, it was 10 tricep dips on a park bench at the bottom of the hill, sprint up said hill, then 10 push ups at the top on the fence.  Then 9.  Then 8.  Then 7.

On the plus side, the push ups were absolutely nothing because I’m used to doing them on a muuuuch lower fence so they were super easy.

Of course, everyone else finished before me WAH.  But, as consolation

– I never stopped to walk, ever.

– Apparently (according to one trainer) my tricep dips were better and really low.

Then, to the carparks!

10 squat jumps, 10 lunge jumps, run the entire carpark.   9 squat jumps, 9 lunge jumps, run the entire carpark.

Standing at the beginning of that, doing the 10 squat jumps and lunge jumps it felt like the longest, most impossible task.  We’d just been sprinting up a hill (well, stumbling).  And it just seemed like an impossible amount of running.

Just keep running until...well, forever.

I wish I knew how long it took us to do that second exercise.

But did I stop to walk?


Honestly, most of that is just pure stubbornness.  I decided from the get-go that stopping to walk was unacceptable, and stuck to my guns.  Sure, I was slow (third last).  But I did it! (there we go with that catchphrase again).

Then got home and collapsed, totally zonked.  Woke up an hour later and my stomach was EATING ITSELF SO HUNGRY.

Study time!  Virology awaits!


Week 8


Third last session of boot camp tomorrow!  *gasp*  But, more importantly…

Bye bye, Immunology!

I’m both 🙂 and 😦 about this.  While doing it I thought it would never end (possibly chose the wrong major?) but now that it has it’s kind of sad.

No time for complacency yet.  Virology, I’ve got my eye on you!

Also, yesterday, I did W4D3.  Into a head-wind.  That…kind of sucked.  But I did it!  (That seems to be my motivating sentence these days.  Regardless of anything that happened or how it went, I finished the damn thing!).


Week 7


Yesterday I ran in the rain!  I admit, I didn’t realise it was raining when I stepped outside the door, but once I had…well, I was already dressed!  May as well suck it up and do it.

So out I went and completed W4D2 of C25K (acronyms yay!).

Plus nothing beats the feeling of coming inside from being COMPLETELY drenched and jumping into a nice hot shower.  Then scrambled eggs NOM (to clarify: I did not jump into the scrambled eggs).

Last night and this morning haven’t been so great.  A combination of PMS (whee) and 3 exams (whoo) next week have left me decidedly miserable.  Especially because,

A) I don’t think I’ll have the marks for honours, and

B) I don’t really want to do honours, because

C) I am not enjoying my major AT ALL.

So I guess it kind of balances, but it would have been nice to have the option.  Especially because a couple of people have said, ‘OH, YOU SO SMART, YOU’LL GET H1S NO PROBLEM LOL’.  So I feel like I should live up to this uber-intelligent opinion people have of me.

Either that or be coy about how I go.  Or lie.  I should probably lie.

So what I am hoping is that potential employers look at my resume and think, ‘Wow!  B.A/B.Sc from unimelb!’ and not actually delve deeper and see that it took me nearly 7 years to do (it’s meant to take 5) and that my results look like some kind of crazy rollercoaster (fail, H1,near fail, H1, not so good mark, H2A, okay mark, H1…).

So yes.  Miserable.  Until Thursday afternoon/night, at which point sorrows will be drowned and life proper can begin again.

And this afternoon, a run.  W4D3, bring it on!


Week 7


Also known as, ‘OWW MY ARMS WHYY.’

When the boys get the tyres and jerry cans out, you know it’s going to hurt.

When you then walk said tyres and jerry cans to a hill (this hill), you know it’s going to really hurt.

Then when you’re split into teams and you have to race each other in each exercise, you know you probably won’t be moving the following day.  Because damnit, I hate losing!

And we didn’t.  But only just.  Purely because in the last exercise one of the boys helped someone on the other team get their tyre up the hill, then helped me take mine back down to make it fair.  And so there was only one thing in my mind.


In other dramatic news: exams!  Next week!  In three days!

I’m a bit scared.  Suffering that feeling of definitely not putting enough work in during the semester.  Not to mention the feeling of ‘NO MORE NOTES PLEASE NO MORE’.  Having taken all these days off work, the last few days have basically consisted of:

– 9:00 – get up.

– eat

– start studying

– a few hours later stop studying.  Walk/run/get out.

– start studying.

– sometime between 18:00 and 20:00 stop studying.

And so on and so forth.  Sadly, still far behind actually revising everything I need to.  But OH WELL we do what we can.  And now that it’s nearly 9:00, guess what I’m about to start doing!

Oh yes!  Exciting Immunology, which is exam one (Monday).  Followed by Virology (exam two, Wednesday) and Pharmacology (exam three, Thursday), followed by SWEET, SWEET FREEDOM.