It was FREEZING this morning. I got out of bed at 5:20am to get ready for the gym, and I almost yelped out loud as the cold air hit my skin. Then I realised that my throat is still sore -worse than ever, in fact. It's only sore in one spot, as if there's some hideous festering thing there. Which there probably is. Eeuww!
I seriously, SERIOUSLY thought about climbing straight back under the doona.
Of course my conscience got the better of me and I got dressed and went to the gym anyway. In a t-shirt, a long-sleeved top, a hoodie and a nice thick jacket.
It's not even winter yet - how on earth am I going to survive?
I hate winter. Why do they put all the body building competitions in the middle of winter so you have to deal with no natural insulation? Doesn't make sense.
What did I do to make you hate me????
I'm STILL not on a bloody diet!!
Wow, things are moving FAST!