Now I'm actually starting to regain the abilty to actually move again, my frustration, bitter disappointment and deep deep annoyance with myself is starting to turn into anger.
I can feel myself getting all heated and knotted up inside when I think about yesterdays absolutely pathetic showing.
I'm a firm believer in your 'ed telling your body what to do, NOT the other way 'round.
No pain = no gain, simple but true.
Gym trainer is in for some serious questioning fom me, as is my useless quack and specialist that keep wittering absolute crappy nonsense to me.
They are dealing with ME here, not some 'arf baked flaky imbercile that simply wants to listen to sympathetic pleasant huggy words, turn over and have their fat pop filled tummies tickled.
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Tomorrow, 'ME 'ILL' beckons, and the watch will be ticking.
