We are in double figures.
And I was doing so well.
For some reason, I’ve woken up and feel like I’ve been hit by a train! 🚃 Trashed, shat on by a flock of seagulls then had bricks stapled to my eyelids.
I planned on a relaxing weekend, turns out I get so excited I couldn’t sit still. There was so much fun to be had, I failed to shower (I know Mark Tekkers, I’m gross).
Wake up and hit the gym. Feeling tired, I can’t wait to luxuriate in a hot and steamy shower (sounds erotic) and so therefore end my session 10 minutes early…… Except, there’s no hot water, not even any luke warm water, just the plain old freezing cold type! That sets the scene for the rest of the day.
A mind boggling day at school and I almost fall asleep numerous times. A 16 minute power nap after a plate of chips for lunch does nothing.
Where’s my sleeping bag????? I need to sleep.
The highlight of my day: the smell coming from our laundry bag, Jason Goonery’s comment on the Moon Cup situation and the reply about the Moon Cup – couldn’t have continue me my day without these.
POO- it’s weight lifting time 😕🔫
Not even many pictures today- oh my, I must be tired.
Afternote: weight lifting went well, the magic of endorphins.