I walked home from work again tonight - well not all the way home. I decided to shortcut through a park then the back streets of the suburb next to mine, only after a little while I realised I was lost. I figured if I kept walking, I'd come out on a major road. So I walked and I walked and ended up at the same park at which I'd started. Damnit. So I caught the tram from there. I know when to quit. I am like a modern day Burke and Wills.

The plan was to get home, cook dinner then go to Pump class but I got home and realised I was being far too ambitious. Plus I was freezing cold. I'm still cold. I thought exercise was meant to warm you up. Doesn't seem to be working.