I woke up in the middle of last night with a Migraine from Mother Russia!!! It took forever to get rid of. This whole day I suffered the "after shock" effect and then got the call from school. Both my sons are ill. So I left work and took them to the doctor. It has been a very difficult and expensive day.
This is one of those days that not even dancing with my MP4 is going to cure. Exhausted and fragile, I feel like crawling into bed without cooking, helping with homework or doing the laundry.
But I will. I will muster up every bit of courage/ energy/ life I can, to get everything done. I will still exercise, because I know I will feel better afterwards. I just won't move my head. In fact I am going to lie on my bed and just kick my legs up in the air...very slowly.
You might think I am a little "touched" for doing this. Maybe I am a little, but I didn't eat properly today. Therefore, ergo, следовательно, tātad and därför I have to work out.
It will not be the end of the world if I don't. I can quite easily just collapse right now and contemplate faking my own death. The good thing is I won't. I take my job too seriously.