bilge

The first hour of work today was all bilge, the second wall-to-wall dross and it all went downhill from there.

Yes, it’s been an ordinary day at work. Meeting after meeting after meeting; and not the good sort of meeting, these have been the kind where nothing happens, nothing is agreed and you walk out with more work to do than when you walked in.

Whinge over.

Running
No running to speak of today, which is partly why I’m a touch on the grumpy side. Yesterday I managed a couple of circumferences of the tan, in reasonable style and at some speed. It was quite satisfying in its own way, and gave me a nice little buzz to sustain me through an afternoon of eye-squaring.

If all goes well on the home front, I might schedule a morale-boosting hill session in the dead of night tonight. I hope I don’t run into Mightie pieboy