No more walkie talkies.

Well.
My plans of starting a ten week training program ahead of a ten km fun run have gotten off to a flying halt.
Bugger.
A thirteen hour day at work (with early morning MET call) plus two more hours at home put paid to ideas of doing anything else.
Maybe tomorrow...*

In other news, the bruise on my left butt cheek is pretty impressive**. On the other hand, legs are feeling a lot better. Time to start planning the next weekend trip. Where to?

*Although... to be honest... tomorrow is shaping up to be worse. I need a secretary.***
**Similar array of colours to this picture.
***Wishful thinking.

Edit: Of course, ISO463 was exactly what I had planned...