ten miles

on the bike today. in, um, about an hour. yeah, I don't always pedal real hard.

anyhoo, my abdominal muscles are whining today so I guess I did more than I thought yesterday.

watched the Met broadcast of Tristan und Isolde from last week. it was a beating, but I watched the whole thing. okay, singing was great, but it's four hours of not always really tuneful stuff and the story could have been covered in half the time. so lots o' rambling about the sunlight and darkness and dieing. w007!