I took the day off training to stay back and help nurse a certain someone who wasn't feeling well and how ironic, the sick got better and the better got sick.
I'm sick.
I haven't been sick in seriously over a decade. Ask anyone who knows me. Ask them when the last time I was sick and they'll be left scratching their heads and racking their brains. I don't get sick. Injured, sure, of course. I'm a boxer, getting injured comes with the job. But I just don't get sick.
Tonight I definitely knew I was sick.
I don't know whether it's food poisoning or the stomach flu but my tummy is hating everything right now, including me.
I was treated to a movie out tonight and knew well enough to bring my sweater.
Side note: Philippines movie theatres are soooo damn cold!!! It's ridiculous!
I was okay during the first part of the movie but during the last half hour of it I started to get the chills. I curled my feet up and sat in my seat shivering. I left the theatre complaining about how cold I was but even when we got outside into the warm Philippine evening air I was still cold. I got home, wrapped myself up in every blanket in the house and with my big sweater on I laid there freezing.
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