Five Songs That Keep Me Moving

I may have already mentioned it, but, I’m currently attempting to do a Couch to 5k, and I may have already mentioned this too, but…running is hard. Thanks to a combination of being ill and going away for a few days, I didn’t do a run for just over a week so I decided to start week two over which made me die a little inside as I only had one day left that week, but a week of no exercise meant it was pretty much required.

So that lead to me, this Monday, embarking on my first run in about 10 days. I’ve said it before and I guarantee I’ll say it again; running is no joke. Yet I still feel like week two is manageable, whereas during week one I thought there was no way I’d get past it. The one thing that always helps me sweat my way to the end of any form of exercise, but especially running, is music. Without a doubt it keeps me going and I think my exercising days would be over if I couldn’t listen to music.

So I present to you, my top 5 exercise songs…

Pump it, Black Eyed Peas. Great song, great beat for running to.


Keep on Running, The Spencer Davis Group. This one I first heard on the film Run, Fatboy, Run (appropriate) and has been one of my top work out songs ever since.

Ignition (Remix), R. Kelly. This one just makes me feel pumped up!

Uptown Funk. Mark Ronson & Bruno Mars. This song is great 100% of the time so it only makes sense to use it when working out.

Anything Kelly Clarkson, but definitely Since You Been Gone. The majority of KC’s songs have got a great beat to exercise to, though I often have to restrain myself from singing out loud in the gym…


There are of course many, many more awesome work out songs but these are the five I’m loving the most right now. What are anybody else’s favourite songs to exercise to?


21 Thoughts You Have When Struck Down With Illness And Feeling Pathetic

So just about this time last week I became ill. Which never ever happens to me, and because of this I do not cope well when it does happen.

Luckily (she says), this only lasted for 24 hours and the following day I practically leapt out of bed, thanking the sickness gods for only cursing me for one day. At this point the phrase “don’t speak too soon” should be applied tenfold. Fast forward another 24 hours and I’m once again struck down with this cruel, mysterious illness. Thankfully, a couple of days after this second strike I really was feeling better and almost back to normal. And I say thankfully because the people around me were likely ready to murder me in my sleep by this point. Also I had some serious plans and didn’t really want to be ill and mopey for them – but mainly the murder-sleep thing.

These are a few of the thoughts I had while ill, and I’m guessing you do too if you’re anything like me (come on, don’t make me believe I’m truly the only pathetic sick person out there…).

1. Why me?

2. I’d give one of my organs to feel better right now. Or a limb. I’d give something pretty substantial.

3. I promise I’ll be a better person if you just make me feel better, please, sickness gods?

4. Why am I so pathetic?

5. Why is that I love doing nothing when I’m not ill…and now I have to do nothing I’m so bored? Oh I know why; life is cruel and unfair.

6. Booooored

7. I’ll start watching a new tv show! But what one…

8. Oh, this is funny!

9. Hahaha, tv is great, this is my new favourite show.

10. I love tv.

11.This show is so boring, if I have to watch tv any longer I’ll peel my face off just for something else to do.

12. “Muuuuum, make me feel better :(” (works via text/phone call/face to face)

13. Maybe I’m dying.

14. Like it could be a symptom of something serious.

15. Yep, I’m definitely dying.

16. What song should they play at my funeral? Something sad, but upbeat, but not too upbeat. This isn’t a party, people.

17. Will I ever eat again?

18. When did I last shower?

19. Will I ever be able to stand up long enough to shower again?

20. Can you get addicted to paracetamol? Didn’t that happen to Robbie Williams? Is that where my life is headed now? Maybe I should just stay ill. It’s not all bad.

21. Sleeeeeep.

Yes, I’m in my twenties now and old enough to take care of myself but being ill makes me revert waaaay back in years. I can’t imagine having a career and a family and a life and having to blaze on when struck down with illness and I’m in awe of you if you do this obviously.

5 Things That Make No Sense To Me

I love a list. I have notebooks all over the place filled with lists of what I need to do, what I want to do, what I need to see. I have lists in progress and completed lists. I’m currently making a list of everything I need to do before leaving my student halls. Right now though, I want to list things that don’t make any sense (to me, anyway).

Excessive hashtagging. I use hashtags, on instagram and from time to time on twitter. I get what they’re for and blah blah blah; I don’t have a problem with hashtags as a whole. I just don’t understand people who post a picture of themselves and hashtag it as so: #me #myself #i #girl #selfie #person #woman #[insert own name here]  #picture #photo #hat #dress #shoe #sock #bra #knickers. You get the idea. Another thing that makes no sense where hashtags are concerned is this: you post a picture of you and your best friend, it’s very nice. You add hashtags, because why wouldn’t you? But they go something like this: #best #friend #love #you #friends #forever. Now to me, that misses the point of hashtagging. Surely it should be #bestfriend #loveyou #friendsforever? Am I missing something here?  Where will the madness end?

Being mean to people who are only trying to help you. Possibly my biggest pet peeve, because it makes absolutely no sense to me, I can barely understand the mentality of it. Oh, you don’t like your food? Well yeah, attack the waiter because they were the ones who cooked it, not the ones who simply brought it to you. Oh, you’re having a bad day? Obviously it’s the nice sales assistant’s fault who’s only trying to help you, please continue to shout at them.

Spencer MatthewsFrom Made in Chelsea. If you don’t know what it is, it’s a TV show that follows the lives of some rich people and it’s the most awkward show I’ve ever watched, and I only watch it from time to time. Anyway, my brother loves Spencer and I’m sure there are other people out there who do too but I do not get it at all. He went on holiday with I think 3 of his exes and the girl he was currently seeing (which is insane in the first place) and he ended up sleeping with one of his exes. Not the girl he’d brought with him, a girl who he’d previously treated like shit and who apparently “hated him”. Right there on the holiday! This is one of many reasons he makes no sense to me and I will continue to be baffled by him probably forever.

Why people say they wish they had hair like mine. Trust me, you don’t. Yeah it’s occasionally fabulously wavy. But mainly it’s thick and it’s frizzy and I only brush it before and after it’s washed (to keep the occasional waves the rest of the time) so it’s usually knotty.  And sure, maybe if you had my hair you wouldn’t be as lazy as I am and would do something like straighten it every day so it looked good always. But guess what? Doing that every day would mean you don’t actually want this hair, you want luscious straight locks that don’t look so thick.

People who ditch their friends as soon as they get a boyfriend/girlfriend. This literally makes zero sense to me, I can’t get my head around what must go through their minds? I lost my very best friend because of this. I mean, it can’t be blamed solely on this but it was a very big contributor. She never had much time for me when she had a boyfriend but she got together with this one in particular at a time where our lives were going in different directions and it was worse than before. Even almost 3 years later it breaks my heart thinking about it because I genuinely thought we would be friends, if not forever then certainly for a long, long time. This girl was my soulmate and now the only interactions we have are generic texted happy birthdays, merry christmases and happy new years. We had other problems in our friendship yeah, but I genuinely believe we could’ve at least tried to sort them out. But it just got too hard for me to keep trying to make the effort to see her, so I had to let it go.

There are many, many (many) other things that don’t make any sense but it could just turn into a rant and I need to finish packing up my room so I’ll leave it at these!