Went skipping first thing after I managed to psych myself that my body didn't really hurt as much as it did. Creeps last night had me in tears.
Sluggish is the only way to describe my skipping. But..... I finally managed to get through it. Felt endless. Then breakfast and a couple of cups of coffee as I couldn't move. Then exercises. Then lunch. I am now ready to finish my day and it is only 3pm. Am totally and utterly knackered. Not sure how I am going to get through the rest of the day.
Phrase of the day from hubbie: "I just can't believe the weather. Scottish summers are just crap." (putting it all into context, we are sitting around in sweaters)
