Still beat at 4:30! Still as sweaty as a wet cloth at the end of the day (and feel like one). Sore legs. Sore fingers, sore everything. Work is not for normal people. Please give me back my old life as a drifter. And my second day on the bicycle. I tried to catch up with someone riding an old "grand ma bike". I failed miserably. Had to walk up the fucking hill. Most people probably wouldn't even call it a hill. :/
It's fucking 10:18 pm and I'll be fainting to sleep soon. :-/
