Squeal from afield

Visited my folks last week. Thirteen-and-a-half hours is a long time to sit on a plane. Considered doing pressups at the back of the aisle on the plane, but I'm not that crazy enough. We were so ill from the week before, we nearly didn't go. One of us ended up having to lie down at the gate before we boarded. I still have a cold. From three weeks back. I don't know if it's the lack of exercise that makes me unhealthy, or because I'm not healthy that I don't exercise. Either way, I feel a bit rubbish and that has to change.

The Fahrenheit gauge is in the 50s as we approach that part of the year I hate. Dark nights, cold days - I'm really looking forward to getting to the other side of the year.