"Ok pull yourself together ", I think to myself as I grab my bag from the floor of Mathew's car. I turn to look at Mathew and realise he was watching my every move.
"You ok? ", Mathew asks sincerely.
"Yeah, I am ok ". I give Mathew a forced smile . "I actually feel alittle better now ".
Emotionally I knew that wasn't a lie, but physically I felt like I had been hit by a bus.
I hadn't realised how tense I had been, My whole body suddenly felt like I had participated in some kind of hard-core triathalon. Every part of me ached.
"What a day to volunteer cleaning up a massive mess ", I thought to myself. I honestly could think of a hundred other things I would rather be doing right now.
"Ok Let's get this over and done with ", Mathew proclaims as he opens his car door and gets out.
