Gratitude: My dignity

Tonight, I made it through conditioning (granted, I was late). I made it through the class. I did not pass out, throw up or run to the bathroom to lay on the cool floor with my feet propped up on the sink, nor did I have to sit with my head between my knees. The gym did not swim, grow dim or lurch, and I didn't feel the blood drain out of my face, nor did I feel my entire body grow clammy and shaky.

I'm not tough again yet, but I'm on the way, I think. As long as I don't hyperextend any other joints. Stupid elbow.

Take that, flu. I win.