And it was all going so well. I've woken today with the dreaded mancold. Which is a very different illness from the more traditional cold, which affects a lot of people. Mancold is terrible, it makes the Ebola virus look like a slight temperature. It is clear to see when mancold is starting as generally you can hear the moans from miles around.
Hopefully it won't get worse, but after my much shorter than usual walk today I nearly collapsed on the bed and couldn't move for 20 minutes. IT'S THAT BAD.
When you've been with your partner for many years, you learn to live with and understand each others ailments and symptoms and my darling wife knew straight away that I have the onset of mancold. She hasted a swift retreat and will quite rightly tread carefully for the rest of the day.
On a more positive note, I've got a lovely warming soup to look forward to later, and can snuggle up on my relaxo chair with my red fleece (TM), tracky bottoms and watch trash TV...so just like every other night then!
Hopefully normal service will resume very quickly. Apart from the mancold I was feeling great and enjoying the new exercise and food regime, so hopefully I'll be back to fighting fit status in no time at all.
Beardwatch: Not sure whether to shave or not, as I'm now in the stage of going from developed near beard to scraggly tramp beard. I know that most people hate it, but now I'v
e got over the itchy stage I quite like it, even if it does make me look 50. Also I now look like Bernard Bresslaw from Carry on up the Khyber, so it's not all bad (turban not included).
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