I had a good night’s sleep, as soon as my head hit the pillow I was gone. But I still woke up down in the dumps.
Thanks to a colleague in work though, our discussions this week about work have helped me forget about my troubles for a few minutes. As I write this I’m in a much better mood.
Training went well again. I can’t understand how I can be recovering at exercise now but my blood tests show that I’m closer to dying.
The fight back begins again.
This is my signed Sugar Ray Leonard boxing glove.