No stopping

Working in the city now, as well as my own shop, so things are hotting up.
The workshop in the city is 7pm from home, so a run each way picks up some good flat miles.

Today, it was so hot on the way home that I had to put on Fingers, and my feet now feel blistered burned all over. That, plus the novelty of carrying a backpack (eating so much is a curse sometimes) made for an awkward-feeling run - all hips and knees.

Thanks to a few late nights and a small but uncomfortable hole in my sole where I just pulled out a little shard of glass, I think I'll take the silver surfer tomorrow.