I actually caught myself ‘wringing’ my hands at breakfast this morning. I only thought characters in Charles Dickens novels did that, but no, it actually happens in real life. I couldn’t even sit down throughout, had to get up, pace a round a bit and breathe out slowly once or twice. I even caught myself muttering ‘ I will finish, I will finish, I will finish’. I’ve decided I am ‘agitated’, which is closer to how I am feeling right now than ‘nervous’ or ‘excited’, which everybody enjoys asking me. The other thing they tell me is to ‘have fun’, which isn’t a word you’ll ever hear a Comrades pro uttering. OMG.