Tying together things with a common theme, the past week involved a fair bit of trying not to fall while climbing, falling ill, and of course, Fall.
A week ago Sunday, I caught a rather nasty cold. I'm still shaking the last of it, but it's just a bit of a cough now, which is significantly better than a week ago. I missed Monday, which wasn't the worst possible thing. I spent the day drinking lots of fluids and watching Rurouni Kenshin on DVD, drifting in and out of consciousness. Plus, it meant I had two four-day weeks in a row.
Climbing unfortunately, aggravated an old injury, straining tendons in my left hand. That was yesterday. I'll probably have to take a week or two off now, which is too bad. Some friends I haven't seen in a very long time invited me to go climbing tonight, which I had to pass on. That, and I didn't climb at all last week, while I was getting over my cold.
At least I've been enjoying the change of seasons. This weekend the colours have really been starting to come out in the trees, and the weather has been pretty good, if a bit brisk. I snapped a few pictures around my condo. Went over to a friend's for some cooked bird with all the fixin's.