The last two times I have boxed I have experienced a strange craving.
On both Tuesday and again tonight I have been sparring and I have had an overwhelming desire for a glass of bitter lemon. With ice. Even though I don't normally drink bitter lemon.
All very strange.
Either I am pregnant, or I am slowly becoming that character Kenneth Williams played in Carry On Doctor, who is convinced he has an ever changing succession of things wrong with him. It might be time to dust off that medical encyclopedia........