there is no damn place for racism

I am sick to fucking death of racism, ignorance and blatant disregard for humanity.
Shame on you if you can’t see past the writings of The Sun to understand that people are driven to act on fear and desperation, and that people are suffering and dying in the process.
Shame on you if you cannot understand that another human being has died, emphasis on ‘human being’ and the fact that they are dead. But who cares? At least it’s not another person in the country, leaching off the state and the NHS.
Fucking shame on you if you likely voted in the Tories and are now complaining that they’re ruining the NHS whilst doing absolutely fuck all about it.
Shame on those that dare to be racist whilst listening to almost any form of music, eating Indian/Chinese/Italian/whatever takeaways and planning your next holiday abroad – enriching your life with other cultures whilst condemning anyone that isn’t British.
Shame on you if you can’t take six seconds to search on the internet to find out (something that I thought most people knew) that the media blows all statistics way out of proportion – the country is not ‘full’, our immigrant population was between 13-15% in 2013 whereas the Great British Public thought the figure was 31%. Assumed figure for percentage of UK population being Muslim was 24% – whereas the actual figure is 5%. It doesn’t take long to realise that the media feeds the racist trolls.
Shame on you if you instil your vitriolic views on your innocent children who grow up thinking it’s acceptable to judge another human being on the colour of their skin or the country that they come from.
Shame on you if you can’t even understand that refugees are human beings too, they aren’t animals that will shit on your lawn and steal your food. Stealing would be a last resort, to keep their family alive, just like you need food to be alive too. And if you didn’t have any, I’m sure as shit that you would acquire it for your family or yourself by any means necessary. If you were to feed and shelter your fellow human beings, however, there would be no need for stealing.

You people are like the bands of ‘punks’ in every zombie game, that are still human, that go around killing the other humans. Who the fuck does that? Can’t you see that everything is already so, incredibly shit? Why do you need to be there making everything worse? Why can’t you stick by your fellow human beings and have some goddamn compassion?


high intensity interval training

Today I went on my first run with my boyfriend. We’ve spent the last few weeks talking about starting to exercise and buying the necessary clothing and running shoes.

We were fortunate enough to both get pairs of the same Karrimor Run shoes, which are really good quality running shoes with ‘intelligent technology’ for £18 down from £80, because they’ve been discontinued. The lady in the shop told us that she has a pair herself and the decrease in price is crazy because they’re such a good pair of trainers – they were selling them for £60 a matter of weeks ago.

We knew we were approaching this with a tight budget and we’re really lucky that we’ve managed to get some good gear very cheap.

Feeling pretty positive from this high, I looked up running for beginners. I wasn’t aware that my partner had done some running a few years ago but didn’t end up feeling like he made any progress because he hadn’t been training, he had just gone out running for ten minutes a few times a week.

I felt like we needed some direction and found a website, uk, which has a schedule for running for beginners.


I’d done some high intensity interval training (HIIT) before in the form of jumping jacks for the workout and side stepping for the rest, so I knew the benefits of working out with high intensity for short bursts. He was slightly sceptical but did acknowledge that his running hadn’t gotten him anywhere before so this was worth a go.

He joked that with the intervals we’d have to be looking at our phones constantly so I went straight to the play store, searched for ‘running interval timers’ and there were loads. We both installed the first one, ‘HIIT Interval Training Timer’, and set it up with the timings for the first week in the schedule. I was sure to put a minute ‘prep time’ in so that I could force my phone, with the inch long headphone jack sticking out, into the unfeasibly tiny pocket on the back of my running leggings.

We got to the greenway, synchronised pressing start on the HIIT app, pressed play on our Spotify and got going. And we actually both really enjoyed it. Working in intervals is so much better because just as you start gasping for air the rest interval starts and you can catch your breath whilst walking, which is important as you’re also keeping your heart rate slightly elevated. It puts you good stead for the next running interval and really made a difference for me personally because I didn’t get to the helpless stage of thinking I was going to collapse and die, and that I can’t and won’t ever be able to work out well.

We both came back feeling good. My only problem though is that when I work out I feel like I should do it until I drop, and if I’m not dripping with sweat it wasn’t good enough or worth it. I’m trying to appreciate that doing HIIT training will result in working out more often and that it’s a much more sustainable method, and one that is better for your body.

I can’t wait to go out again on Thursday, but more importantly to keep this up for the long term. I’ve always wanted to run a marathon, but it’s felt like a random, far off dream that I’ll never end up doing. But if I keep up HIIT training I feel like it’s something that can definitely happen some time in the future.