I've hit a bump in the road today. Had a terrible cold the past couple of days and barely slept last night so husb got the grump when I said I was going to go running. It seems I can't expect him to bring me Lempsips in bed while I groan endlessly and mutter 'I'm sick... really sick...'
So, today I have to take the day off, which puts me in a grump as it would have been my last day of Week 1 today. At least my teeth with thank me I suppose