A pretty shitty week, to be honest.
I woke up on Monday morning with a temperature and scratchy throat. It hurt when I swallowed and I felt like crap. I was so annoyed – it’s not like I have any time to waste being sick at the moment. I spent all of Monday and Tuesday at home, mostly in bed. I did learn that ‘Hawaii Five-0’ is on TV during the day and considered never going back to work!
I felt much better on Wednesday – I went to the gym and to work, and then over to a friend’s place. By the time I got home I was exhausted. I woke up on Thursday feeling even worse than I felt on Monday. I shouldn’t have done so much on Wednesday. All I wanted to do was stay in bed again, but had to go to work as I had someone coming to see me at 11.30. I decided I’d leave as soon as my meeting was over – but he didn’t show up until 12.30 and I didn’t leave the office until 3pm. I came home, got into bed and stayed there.
On Friday I had a session with Gus – he went a bit easier on me (apart from ‘The Silence of the Lambs’ stretch) as I don’t think I’d have been able to cope with a regular session. I still felt a bit sniffly but decided that I’d had enough of feeling ill and had to get on with my life. I showed Gus my (rather dull) food diary for the week – I thought my Saturday ‘dinner’ would raise some eyebrows but it was all fine, if anything I’m not eating *enough* (and I don’t remember the last time that happened)…
So I only had two sessions at the gym during the week. Disappointing, but there you go. And I have no idea what I weigh now. Is there any point in buying new scales just for the next five weeks?
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