My foot is still bugging me. I suspect that I won't be doing the half marathon I had planned. Oh well. I guess I can go back to increasing my long runs by 0.5 miles now. Or whatever.
I inquired into the job in Gimhae but haven't heard back about it yet. With my luck the recruiter probably said, "Fuck this guy," and threw out my resume.
This makes me feel good:
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
"Pooh!" he whispered.
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw. "I just wanted to be sure of you."