I had planned to be working on my latest WIP but instead I’m feeling too shattered to think about mages and spells, it’s enough just to be able to breath. Why you might ask? Because I finally decided this morning that I needed to get off my backside and go and get some proper exercise.
I’ve spent far too much time during the last few months sitting in front of my computer and virtually none getting any exercise. So today I got my bike out and, after having to put some air in practically flat tyres, I went for a ride with my husband. Thirty minutes later I arrived back home, shattered, legs feeling like lead and my chest so tight I wondered if any oxygen could actually squeeze inside my lungs!
Admittedly, my chest feels better now, helped partly by the drink my husband has just brought me and perhaps partly by admitting my foolhardiness to you:)
But, I’m going to stick with it, knowing that if I do so it will get better each day, and so will I.
Right, now to try and see if I can get back into my story!