My legs are killing me! No, really – I think something died in there. I had to lift my legs out of bed this morning and descending stairs is practically impossible. Who knew that running 20km for the first time since, oh the 2009 Klondike Road Relay, would result in such massive amounts of pain and disability? (*surely it never occurred to me*)
So my hobbling around kept us close to home today. It was gorgeous out though – lots of sunshine. We climbed up on to our roof to enjoy the view (well, and because Ben swept the chimney). Here’s what my neighbourhood looks like from the rooftop.
I don’t want finter to end. I’m not ready for snow.