Road To Nowhere

Too much of work + too much on my mind = sitting a lot, sleeping-ish and eating stuff I can bang in the microwave.

Well the gym and sport centre's back on line now, the big, work, time-consuming event is done and the students are all in, so it's time to pull up my running socks and shift my backside.

Latest revelation from the bright sparks at Brunel is music can enhance your capacity for exercise.

Not exactly a massive shock that one.

I do find it hard to believe that The Heat Is On inspired anyone to do anything but run out of the gym - but I'll suspend disbelief.

I've got pilates tomorrow and then I need to get back on the river footpath on Saturday morning and jog through some mud - yay!

Ponders... can I get a research grant from Brunel to confirm chocolate is yum, makes you a bit chubby if you eat too much and Blayka is mad for maltesers?

Apparently ITV2 has a new series about Superheroes in a pub: No Heroics.

I've already missed the first episode but apparently it features Brian Eno tune - Needle In The Camel's Eye, from Here Come The Warm Jets.

Thursdays. 10.30pm.

Full marks for musical taste anyway.

This is where I have been for the past week.

The Earl of Wessex, Prince Edward, opened a new building on campus yesterday.

I think there is a short clip of the top of my head at one point, if you are looking for me. But my job is to make media coverage happen, not end up in it.

The weather was end of the world stuff, from what I could see outside, as I careered about with two mobile phones, talking to a lost tv crew and guiding in journalists who were trying to attend another event on campus by mistake.

Right - now back to business - and finding out what you've all been up to for the past seven days.