Something weird happened while I was away

I never thought I'd say this, but while I was away, I got kind of fidgety from lack of exercise. I found that I was actually looking forward to going for a run on my return. I even found myself, on the second morning in Tbilisi, down in the gym (inappropriately attired in linen trousers, a singlet and a pair of Converse trainers, but there you go...) jogging on the treadmill.

Maybe they're right when they say you can get addicted to exercise. What a horrible thought...