Frustration

I feel at a dead end. I have no energy to run. I cannot motivate myself to go. I miss the gym. Never thought I'd say those words! I need to get out, run my legs off on a treadmill (although all this waking to work has done them the world of good), punch the hell out of a punchbag and do squats and sit ups til everything hurts. There's a new gym with £10 membership openin down near the waterfront. Next week? I shall be invading.