I have a cold.
On my way home from uni yesterday, I sneezed so hard, my forehead hit the steering wheel. Clunk.
The inside of my top lip is split from sleeping with my mouth open.
Such bad timing - on Tuesday, I got all motivated and headed to the gym. For the first time in five weeks.
And that just helps to prove my point: exercise is bad for your health. My body has turned on itself.
I'm going back to bed.