And I don't feel good.
Currently thinking that not doing much today would be better for recovery than any of the other things I might do. Also think that any "doing" might entirely wear me out and perhaps the thought that I might "do" is misguided.
Today, I think, will be a reading day - a lovely, wasted sunny day. If only it were the middle of summer and I had another hundred of these to come. Perhaps later in the day I will do a turn in Bishop's Park and then feel like I enjoyed it just a bit.