Tired

I am temporarily attemting to sleep in our 'box' room/dumping ground.  It is stuffed to the seams to the extent that I can just about get to the bed and there is no way at at to get to the window.

The heat, along with turning over and over in my mind some work and family stuff left me unable to drop off to sleep.

Then the massive moon moved into the window line and it was impossible. Roo started complaining about being left downstairs at around 3.30 and I got up. 

It was as hot as I can ever recall for a parkrun and I gave up running after 3k. I almost stopped for an icecream at 4.5k but decided not to. I was narrowly ahead of Colin, one of our octogenarians.