Sick. Stupidly sick. I spent all day Sunday on my couch with a box of tissues and some tea, sleeping occasionally, reading my book, and watching Netflix. It was just a basic cold, but it knocked me down pretty hard. I couldn’t do much without feeling exhausted.
The riskiest thing I did was going to the store. I walked there and then trained it home. The rest of the day I spent in a sicky stupor.
Since there is a serious lack of happy in this post, I give you smiles in the form of song:
You inspire me Bruno. I won’t give up.