Mission accomplished: the thought of writing this entry has driven me to exercise.

Not much exercise, mind you: 20 minutes of yoga this evening. But more than nothing, ergo better than nothing.

“Nothing?” you ask, “but whatever happened to running, and to rowing?” What happened this week is that I got ill. (Possibly helped along by running, and sweating, for 50 minutes in a t-shirt. It’s not actually really summer yet, turns out.) Tuesday I felt under the weather and skipped rowing, and Wednesday I woke up unable to speak and stayed in bed all day.

I must admit that the illness card had thoroughly played itself out by the weekend, so I have only laziness to blame for not getting back into the saddle. (After my last run my legs ached for days. I’m reluctant to go through it again, although I know I should.)

In more positive news, coming Tuesday is the last rowing session for this block and I’ve signed up for twice a week in the following block (back to one-man boats, and I hope by the time it gets warm and Springy to be in a skiff).