An hour on the floor

This week:

Tied my own laces standing up. I am aware of how that sounds and I do not care.

Walked up to the Dare Valley park and back.

Full shift on my feet and my knees did not stop me. That has not happened in about four years.

Up the stairs at work twice without stopping at the landing. I stood at the top for a second like an idiot. Nobody saw. It counted.

Nos da.