The 19th & 20th; I am going to hurt tomorrow.

The 19th of September.  It's been about fifteen degrees today, yet I am wearing a thermal t-shirt, a jumper and a long cardigan. When it gets actually cold I think I will literally perish. 

When we went out this morning to the dental hospital, at home it didn't feel cold enough to warrant a jacket, but in Edgbaston it was raining and freezing. Then inside, their "natural ventilation" air conditioning was going and it felt like a howling gale. I was having to hold the pages of my book down to stop them from blowing over. I was called in and saw Mrs. Richards straight away, no minions today, so we had a chat about how I am, she looked at my mouth, and I'll go back in three months (which happens to be the ninth anniversary of my first transplant). No surprise tongue injections today!

Popped into town on the way home - I needed some pens from Muji, a new hoodie for the gym (I'm going back tomorrow eee) and some cotton wool pads. Also went to Pret for one of their chocolate chip cookies and a flat white to warm me up, which the chap very kindly wrapped a napkin round because it was very hot. Bless. 

This afternoon I've weaved in all the ends of my snood and fought the urge to nap. Trying would only make me sleepier anyway so it would be fruitless. Hopefully I will sleep well tomorrow night after my return to the gym!

The 20th of September. 

I am going to hurt tomorrow, as I had my first session back at the gym today and it was haaard. But more about that later. 

I was surprised to find that Daddy had gone to work this morning seeing as he was throwing up again last night. But apparently he felt okay and he's not called so assuming he's been fine. I put my gym clothes on so I had no excuse not to go, and did some research into moving my blog from WordPress to SquareSpace. It's quite easy to move the blog across, it's the photos that are an issue. If I decide to do it, I think I'll have to spend another day in front of the computer. 

After lunch, Mommy took Grandma to fellowship, then when she got back I leapt into the car and to the gym we went. My card had not been unfrozen which was awkward but it got fixed, and I just have to pay the balance for September next time. Then I discovered that my heart rate monitor has died which was most inconvenient. Bah. Anyway, I went through my usual routine in a rather low-key fashion. It's going to take a while for me to get back to where I was. I saw Vlad and explained that I can't train with him right now, but he's going to help me come up with a routine for my core. Lots of planks methinks. I didn't see anyone I hate, just the girl I am incredibly jealous of because she has the most phenomenal body I have ever seen in real life. I want to be her friend but also I am very intimidated by her. 

And Brangelina! I am loving all the petty Jennifer Aniston gifs on Twitter (even though I very much doubt she cares).