Stiff

My legs were stiff this morning after yesterday’s exertions. Mr Pandammonium said he’d been out running a recovery 10k, which loosened him up. He suggested I go for a recovery run, too. I don’t get recovery runs. I stayed in bed with this snuggle bucket instead.

Later, I went to Prosper, where I had a not-tuna melt and read through a typescript I’m reading for someone. I’ve got behind on it, so I need to get on with it.

This evening, it was Pilates. The instructor is becoming more and more annoying. Me and a friend complained no end about her to each other. It didn’t help with my stiff legs, either.

Back at home, there was Mr Perkins with his furry lovin’.