Still holding over

So the day after Chestnut (see below) I started my new job working on an EU directive. But I stayed in my old desk. Which was kind of weird, to be honest. But not necessarily bad - perhaps it made the transition a bit easier.

The week shot by - meetings and I also started going to the gym. Oh the agony. My pecs felt like someone was slowly dissolving them in acid. Which isn't nice.

Utterly knackered by the end of the week - but feeling good...