We decide to visit the coast for a few days. It rains continuously and I’m under threat of being dragged to the GP for antibiotics if my cough hasn’t cleared up soon. Knowing that these visits are totally pointless when it’s a virus I resist and agree to restrict my fitness regime to small walks and watching box sets. My partner makes me enough food to keep a small army going and by the end of my week off I no longer want to hit the snooze button when my 6 am work alarm goes off.
Proof that sometimes a good rest does the trick.