At first I didn't want to run today, then I felt so miserable I wanted to run for miles until my body gave out. Then I went to my running club and was so crap I was asked if I was feeling unwell and did I want to go home.
No, sorry, I'm just rubbish.
Enta Eih is a sad song, but it reminded me of my time in Syria. I loved the song, however my housemate had an irritating speed-up electronic version on her phone and it used to drive me mental.