The day before ANZAC Day

Today marks a slight deviation from the tradition that I have sought to establish in the first month or so of running and writing. That deviation is to turn everything backward. I have done yoga in the last half hour and am now preparing to depart for my run. Just a short circuit today as my body is still complaining about the lack of nothing time it has had in the last month or two. I shall return in a short period of time all sweaty and give my wife a hug, which I'm sure she loves. It's a Tuesday and tomorrow being ANZAC Day here in New Zealand I'm sure that I will have the opportunity to run on the next day as well. So without further ado, I shall bid you adieu and a-running I shall go.