The good and the bad
I went to England and did a 7 mile walk. The next day my muscles were stiff and sore, but in a good way. Or so I thought.
On Monday I was a little tired but nothing to be concerned about later in the day. By the time I’d got home from work all I could do was lie on the sofa.
I hardly slept all night and I’ve spent the day at home.
I hope it’s just a cold coming on.
