(injured) (rest day)
Busy day - in meetings most of the day, then a good 2 hours spent with Sasha the McTimoney voodoo expert working on all my knackered bits. It's mostly in the neck, it seems; her very first comment was "oh, I don't like your neck". I'm quite attached to it, myself. My head isn't on straight, the jaw's a bit wonky, the hips are misaligned... and those are just the good bits. Thankfully her early prognosis that she might not be able to treat me because of the long-term nature of the injuries and the likely stiffness of a runner was rescinded when she discovered that I'm really quite flexible. Apart from in the bits where I should be flexible. Ow.
I was good and even honoured my pledge not to drink (much) at the company night out in Edinburgh, which immediately followed...