I'm still crook. Up and down half the night. Don't feel like eating. I'm like an animal. When they get sick they go away and hide for a couple of days.
I'm hiding in bed and in the loo. My feet are cold, my bones ache.
On the track
No track today, no way.
In the meantime lie down and go to sleep.
John Miller
www.fitandheathyonline.com
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