Decisions descisions

So it’s the night before I need to drive 5 hours north to the Lake District.

My head no longer hurts, as long as I’m not sat in the office at my desk, where air flow is non existent & the stagnant musky oxygen claws at your throat, dehydrating you in the atmosphere.

The snot & cough have subsided, my body no longer feels under attack.

Thick phlegm rears its gloopy leach like body at times and dry cough reminds me that all is not well.

In the morning I’ll head for a short, very easy run.

Then I’ll decide if to travel.

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