methinks it is time to up the fitness levels

Yesterday I revised 1,300(ish) words on the short story, and stalked travel agents to obtain quotes for airfares, which means the travel plans, while not yet concrete, are progressing apace. I survived a trip with the world's most passive-aggressive tram driver, who shuts the tram doors while passengers are mid-way through them and drives into cars who dare to block his way. I also went and saw The Pixies live, and consequently will never hear anything ever again. (It was worth it.) On the...