Stepped away from the novel this morning to work on a new short piece and make a few overdue submissions. In short, a quiet day.
Smoke rolled in again from the border fire, and hit as hard as anything we’ve had in a couple of weeks. Went to the gym to work out, and had a pretty productive time despite not pushing myself too hard. Tried skipping rope for the first time in three months and had to quit owing to the biceps. Shoulder’s coming along, but the arm still feels like it did pre-operation. Doc says that’s normal, and to keep pushing.
Might go for a drive in the mountains tomorrow. We’ll see. Meanwhile, gonna hang back and take it easy.
Read a couple of good short stories today.
Astonishingly, didn’t win the lottery.