I don’t know where this came from, but I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth. Last night my wife and I went out for our fourth anniversary of moving to our city. Came home, watched a bit of TV, then dinner made itself known and I had quite an exciting evening. Slept all night, got up, exorcised some final demons, went for an 8k run. Stretched the 8k to a 10k. Got in and suddenly I’m like it’s all good.

Maybe this is, I don’t know, bowel-related. Maybe two straight days of givin’er with exercise have done something. But I feel good today. I may have just run out the clock on feeling blah.

So yes. Time to roll into the day and maximize this good feeling. Do All The Things. I may well be back here tomorrow saying bwah everything is terrible but make hay while the sun shines, which is an expression that nobody who has actually gone haying would actually use. Make hay while it’s overcast. It’s a brutally hard job in the sun. All machines now anyway.