Are you kidding me? On the hottest day of the year - after a night out (not drinking, just didn't get home until 00:30 this morning) and Thing 2 awake at 4 with a hacking cough and temperature - I was NOT looking forward to today's torture.
It was tough, I didn't think the crunches would ever end. But there is a perverse sense of achievement when you are done.
Hope it's cooler tomorrow evening!
Today's question: what's been your most perverse achievement?