General Moan.

And the torture has begun. I'm officially two days into the Challenge, and my trainer has already caused me to have 3 separate muscle strains. While I'm tempted to tell her to fuck off and leave me alone, I also understand that I signed up for this, I pay her for this service, and therefore I should just shut the fuck up and stop moaning about it.

But what would my life be without a good moan every now and then??

To add to my misery, I think I'm getting sick. The 10 hours of drinking on Saturday seems to have effected my usually solid immune system, and I think a cold has lodged itself in the general area of my nasal cavity and sinuses. I've just purchased some codeine laden pills to try and ward off the germs, but I think I'm too late. It's been over 18 months since I was last sick, (since leaving the UK), so I'm highly pissed off and wondering just who I can blame for this travesty...?

The main culprit is Roy - he sits next to me and was sick last week; he made no attempt to prevent his germs from floating my way. In fact, I think he purposefully moved closer to me, in order to give me the germs.

With this in mind, I will now direct all my moaning at Roy - I give him 2 hours before he cracks and has to move seats.