Turning over in bed: now there I was thinking that the huffing and puffing could get no louder.
It's a Mexican Wave, starting at the toes and rippling up to her arms, followed by a heave onto all fours, and then a controlled collapse into a series of intermediate shuffles. The final manoeuvre is the sandbagging, with deep exhalation.
Ten weeks to go.
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