I woke up with a sore throat this morning.
Actually, it might be more accurate to say that I woke up because of a sore throat.
Nevertheless, I got up and went to the gym. It got a little better, and I had hope that maybe it wouldn't be too bad.
Got home, showered, ate breakfast, went to work, had many cups of tea - still doing OK.
In fact, it wasn't too bad until about 4, when I felt like I'd been hit by a truck.
And that's why I went to sleep at 8:20.
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