Carmen's Plodathon by SuperCaz

January started with good intentions, but has gone downhill.  After Stubbington my achiles was quite sore so I took three days off from running, and then life got in the way with me spending most of a week helping with emergency decoration of a friends house.  She was two days from being made homeless when this place came up so she had no choice but to take it, even though squatters had been in there before her.  Even though it had been cleared, it was still filthy and we had a whole army of people working around the clock cleaning, scrubbing and painting to remove all those unmentionable stains.  She now has a beautiful place and you would never know about its history.

We finished last Wednesday and I came home and went straight to bed... and didn't get up until yesterday.  I've been hit by a bad cold mainly consisting of a fever and cough that has prevented me from getting any sleep and leaving me completely wiped out.  Yesterday I had to get out of the house as I was climbing the walls, so I went down the gym and spent an hour sitting in the spa and steam room, but even that exhausted me.

Feeling a lot better today and managed to get a whole 4 hours sleep last night, so I am going to go back down the gym for some more steam treatment.  Hopefully exercise will resume again in a couple of days.