Friday, 9 September 2011


Bruised, beaten, battered, breathless... But oddly triumphant. Despite finding I had used up all my energy, and despite almost giving up, I didn't, and instead I managed to get through a gruelling Karate session. Whether I will be able to move any of my over-tired muscles tomorrow is a bridge I shall cross (hobbling, no doubt) when I come to it. Lying down never felt this good. Oh. Wait.. No, please no... Cramp!