Hangover Hell

Yesterday being Monday, and the start of my new healthier living, I went to bed at 11 -I'm guessing I was asleep at 11:03. That's no surprise, considering yesterday was my first time in a gym for about four years. So today, my muscles were going through a hangover to beat the band.

I should have planned the trip to the gym better, so I would still be able to move my arms in ways that would allow me to make coffee. Of course, I could still make coffee, but the groans and moans that accompanied almost every movement have led my colleagues in the office to think I get really excited making coffee.

Continuing my better life, I'm looking for something good to read. Not that I've had time to read anything, but just in case.

Off to bed at eleven for the second night in a row now, and I still don't miss any of the rubbish I used to watch until midnight or one am. Tomorrow I have an early meeting, so I've an excuse for not going to the gym again until Thursday morning. We'll see if I can do it.