I’ve been such a domesticated slug lately.  Traveling back and forth to London everyday for 7 months has taken its toll, mostly around my midriff.  The commute itself actually hasn’t been that bad.  I get 2 hours of quality reading time in the morning and 2 hours of quality reading time in the evening on the way back.  What has suffered is my gym time.  By the time I get home in the evening, I have time for only a 30 minute workout which is just not enough for me.  Anyway, I decided last week that it’s time to boost up the fitness training and start running again.  I always find running to be the quickest way to get into tip top shape.

I said all of that to say, today I went for 2.5 mile run, which on the face of it is nothing, except I’ve not done it for 7 months so 2.5 miles, while easily doable, hurt.  All good though.  After the run, I spent most of the rest of the day geeking hard trying to get my latest project, Six Feet from the Edge, launched.  Pop on over and take a quick peek.

Other than that, no great news.  Ciao.