Ooh...that's Gonna Hurt in the Morning.

Stumbling back to my flat at 7.20pm, I threw my bag off and slumped onto my bed. Ow, I was as sore as sore could be, but kickboxing was a lot of fun.

...Then I realised I still had a lot to do: eat the remains of my dinner (in fact I made myself a bowl of Cheerios and Coco Pops too), unpack my drying (like washing but...with a dryer) and copy my timetable onto my notepad. That doesn't sound a lot, but when your arms and legs feel like lead weights, it's significantly harder.

I'm even too tired to type anything significant, so I guess I shall leave it at this. I had a very leisurely start (my first class was at 4pm), and therefore managed to dry my still damp clothes, sheets and towels, hoover my room and went out to buy myself some fruit and veg at Tesco Express. So I've had a healthy day today. Joy of joys.

-Ross