In more ways than one. Seems like I just got home and I'm gone again. Last trip was more than 40 hours door-to-door and it's only been 29 and change at the windy old homestead. Something's wrong with this picture.
The only thing I can do with all that time away is run on the treadmill at the hotel and play around in their gym. I was hoping to keep some of the winter fat off but I still seem to be gaining. We're gonna get that bike trainer soon and start spinning it off but for now...Run boy, run!
...I better run or I'll be late for work. 0100 call and here I am pecking on the keyboard. Run!