Day 6 – Shitty sunday

So yeah.. Not really moving much at all. Still sick, but no projectile vomiting or from the other end. My steps are a result of me walking around the house, trying to make myself comfortable. Had a shower (wow, that must me about 5 steps) and mustered up the courage to go shopping. Not once,…

Day 5 – Holy shit

Oh well, not that holy. But still… Getting punched with foodpoisning at 06:34 on a saturday morning will make you utter these words. Because yes.. Both ends where involved. Enough said! I’ll let the numbers talk for them self. The walk and active minutes was my walk home from a friends house. After my dads…