Still feel like poop. Weathers grey and miserable and I can't motivate myself to do anything vaguely physical. Woke at 5.20 and then 6 again. Went to sleep on the sofa rather than go for a walk in the rain. Hubby woke me after 7 and put me back to bed as he was up.
I'm fed up of being low, so he suggests sitting on a cushion so I'm higher! I think I could quite happily burrow back in bed and waste today away. Self pity is a wonderful thing!
I don't wanna go back to work on Tuesday. I know once I get back to it I'll be fine, but it feels like I've had a month off and I'm scared I've forgotten everything. 30 minutes into Tuesday morning and I'll be back to 'business as usual'. Joy 
I need my fitfarm trainers to come blow a whistle and crack a whip. I can't believe how active I was that week, I guess when you don't have time to think or other options (and knowing you've spent nearly a grand) motivates. Back at home, reality is so very different.
I had intended to do loads of exercise this week, but that hasn't materialised. Oh god, I can almost feel the fat returning. Noooooooooo 
Suns trying to appear, hopefully I will cheer myself as the day goes by. Good lord I hope so. Boxing gloves sit in their packaging, unused. Another toy gathering dust.
Usksider
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As Usky says, then get up and go for a lovely walking the freshly washed park, the smell is just wonderful and that will make you feel a million dollars!
It's a pain isn't it? Being awake when you don't want to be...
The rain will stop a bit later, so why not prepare yourself for a nice fresh walk when it does.