I can't seem to put together a full week. Friday came and I woke up sick. I picked my son up from school and my wife came home to make me lunch. I stood outside so I wouldn't have to smell the food cooking because the smell just made me worse.
I managed 1 bite of roast and 1 bite of potatoes and convinced myself that if I could just get to the gym I'd be OK. I couldn't make it to the car. My wife got me back inside and on the couch where I stayed till nearly bedtime.
Just give me a good day...I will take advantage of it...I WILL!