Lyrics: And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?
Line two onwards. Work related.
What: short run d&d
Why: tight legs after four days of running on roads, which I rarely do.
Yesterday's lyrics were Working on the Chain Gang, Sam Cooke.
Flight back this evening.
Progress is rarely a straight line. There are always bumps in the road, but you can make the choice to keep looking ahead.