This morning – squash for an hour.
Lunchtime – boxercise for 35 mins.
After work – shopping. I needed food. Coulda gone to play squash again, or that swim I’ve been promising myself, but didn’t. Lost momentum by then, and am just chilling now.
Tomorrow is nothing in the morning (opening up at work), and pilates at lunch (hopefully will be there for that!), and then the cross country in the afternoon. Everything’s packed and ready to go – and I’m looking forward to it.
Is that sad??