At resting.

I woke up with my back still hurting yesterday.

So I decided to just take a rest day.

That lasted for about three hours of me puttering around in my soft pants before I was like “Fuck this, I’m going to work in the backyard.”

And so I did.

Long enough to clear a path up to the back fence.

And long enough to hit my goal of 300 miles for the year so far.

I also scheduled some time with Jitterbug for a massage…

Marrying my massage therapist/best friend is seriously the best decision I’ve ever made.

Today is Monday.

Most people are taking the day off.

Not us.

I’ve got a little client stuff on the books and then it’s straight into the backyard to continue my destruction of the privet.

If you’re off work and need something to do, hit me up.

I have lots of sharp things you can come play with.

Otherwise…

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC