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I just finished half a routine of pole fitness and I'm dead.
I can barely lift my hands in order to type and I got pretty nauseous. And if I didn't know better, tomorrow I'll probably feel worse.
I never thought I could be this out of shape. I'm so tired I don't think I can take a shower before going to bed so bear with me tonight, Mr.

On a brighter note, yesterday I met Casiopea, and Lia at Prussia's. It was such a cold night! I had a lot of fun but as soon as I got home I got really sick. My head started hurting really bad and I thought I was going to puke. I went to bed immediately.
I felt better as soon as I got warmer, but the Mr. got pretty worried because I apparently kept moaning all night (and not in a sexy way). I was either feeling like shit in my sleep or having bad nightmares. Maybe both.

The thing is, I don't care. Unless I'm dying, tomorrow I'll do more exercise and on Wednesday the girls (and their boys) are coming over. And I'm going to have a lot of fun, YAR!