Sick

I caught something over an otherwise highly edifying weekend. There's nothing a lot more awkward than sharing a bus ride with your own personal Delilah on the way to a rugby match---which we won 66-17, by the way.

Toad's was underpopulated, and therefore not as stiflingly claustrophobic/hot/sweaty as usual.

In things-getting-better news, the ankle is feeling stronger and I'll be attempting some leg lifts tomorrow (today by now, I guess).