Last Sunday I ran out of legs. They still haven't recovered. Good job I'm tapering this week.
To cheer my feet up, I took them for half an hour of vigorous reflexology at Step In on Rupert Court. As ever, it was a triumph. My lower limbs are now much revived and ready to go.
Having a massage at lunchtime still feels indulgent. For the first seven years of my working life, I was based in a mansion in the middle of nowhere. Wonderful location but the opportunities for lunchtime massages were remote/non-existent. Then I moved to London and suddenly you have virtually everything in the world at the end of the road - all the time. What a novelty! And it still hasn't worn off. Might have another massage tomorrow.