I had a good walk last night. Blisters and a slightly bruised heel tells me I might have pushed it. And in true american style, I cancelled out the benefits by eating a fist sized chunk of freezer chocolate.
It was good.
Today, I’m all quivery and yawny. I’m on my second cup of syrupy coffee, and I’m still yawning. Perhaps I will edit a scene and then participate in a Saturday nap.