So, the moral of the story is...

[jolantru]

Saturday... and I am still sore. Morning was bad. Awful cramps that made me remember the ones I had in Perth, Western Australia. The type that made me crawl up the stairs and curl up on the bed, with painkillers like Nurofen or Panadeine.

I am not sure what's wrong with me.

But... Saturday was fun and relaxing, spending time with my parents and the girls.

Sunday might see me trying to make bread.