It kicked off Friday night and I thought it must have been something I ate to start with, but no. I can only say that an 'interesting' weekend ensued... more detail than that you do not need. Indeed it's only just getting back to normal(ish) today. Food of any sort has been way, way down my priority list, but I've drunk for England.
One of the few nourishing things I've been able to handle is good old beefy Bovril.
Childhood goodness reincarnated.
I've ached and felt like a wet dish rag, and although I have been at work (er, several people have probably wish I'd stayed away, since I've been pretty cranky) it's knocked me off the morning's rowing - damn it. I hate it when I get derailed, especially just as I'd started stepping up the times. Still, can't be helped and I'm hoping I'll be back at it before the weekend.
Maybe a gentle row tomorrow?
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Hope you are well by the time you read this!
I often have the same thing happen with my blog - mention that something isn't an issue then it is.
Lori
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