You know what they say about ‘best laid plans,’ right? My plan was to go out to the gym this morning, getting up nice and early to squeeze it in before my writing group.
Roll on 6.55am when I realised that I had no idea when the gym opens in a Saturday. A quick Google later: 9am.
So where am I now?
A good half hour bike ride leaves me ready for breakfast and a quick spot of editing before another ten minute ride home.
Not bad for a morning’s work, right?
And it’s Pride today, so I’ll probably be in my feet again all day.
I could get used to this exercise lark!