Today, I am feeling rather sorry for myself. I’m sat at home, having a sick day off work, thinking of all the things I should be doing but not having the energy to actually get up and do them all.
I don’t know whether it’s post-holidays blues after our amazing time in Cuba that’s making me feel so rubbish or just my body not wanting to cooperate with my head. I can imagine it screaming at me now “STOP DOING STUFF!! I can’t keep up!! No, not listening? Fine then, I’ll make you ill instead”. Cue evil laugh from my weary body.