awake. too early. hung over.
or rather, I’ll be hung over once I sober up completely.
Yesterday was a full day of work, followed by a brisk 10km bikeride, a brutaltwo-hour kung-fu class, another brisk 10km bikeride, then a bunch of folks gathering for birthday sushi-beers. On the way home I braked on some gravel and went down – I think I’m ok, but we’ll see once I’m completely sober, my arm and hip are pretty banged up. I think it was pretty close, actually – based solely on the places my arm hurts, I think if I had gone down any harder I would have broken it.
Currently I’m in Gastown, trying to figure out if I should go home to work, or try to work from coffee shops today. Thinking home is a better plan.