PT called yesterday in the evening. He's not feeling very well lately, as he's disappointed and feeling misunderstood.
His aunt died last week. Today is the funeral. He hasn't had a close relationship with her, so I guess he does't feel too sad about the death.
Physically I'm feeling pretty good, which isn't what I thought I would feel. Just my legs and the lower abs are still a bit sore.
I stood up this morning, had my compulsive coffe and then went straight to bed again for half an hour. I couldn't get myself to cycle to work that early. Sometimes I'm very thankful for flexible worktimes.
10:09 am - February 14, 2011
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