packing it in.

sore body. i must roll around on some golf balls.

sore cheeks. too much smiling. too much squinting in the sun. but it is one of those goods sores.

reflecting on my physical ability to make it through the events of the evening. there are a few other logistical details to consider as well. the wind for one. biking back and fourth, up and down, with the wind and against the wind may be a bit tiring. my last stop for the evening puts me the farthest from home, so i must have the energy to return.

it is a trip when the spirit wants to keep moving and do so many magical things but the body can't make it. for one reason or another.

off to stretch in the backyard. get the blood pumping. circulating.