I am worrying myself necessarily about my health.
Firstly the health of my teeth. I had to cancel my dentist appointment the other week due to lack of funds, and my teeth a mighty pissed off about it. They wanted to get checked out and drilled in, masochistic bastards. It’s a fair enough point though, I’ve not been for about eight years, it’s not going to be nice.
This morning, whilst trying to ignore the aching of my poor poor molars I made some breakfast, if you can call pouring some milk over two of my flatmate’s weetabix “making”. On the weetabix I sprinkled a large tablespoon of sugar.
And then made a cup of tea, Standard British Male; milk and two sugars.
Surely all of this sugar isn’t good. I have just put nearly two tablespoons of sugar in me. Even Mary Poppins would have found this slightly excessive.
Plus all the sugar we can’t see, although if we can’t see it I can only presume it isn’t there, so that’s ok.
Think it’s time for me to get healthy. I may tackle the swimming again, except for my bad ankle. Is it possible to swim with a limp, won’t I just go round in circles?
I now have another cup of tea, this one without sugar.
It’s disgusting.