While I type this I realise there would be something to write about. My running is going well; I keep up the solo-running. I could do a review of the film. I liked it! And the water rescue training showed me I am a bit too stressed about work. Before we'd even gone in the direction of the training I was already fuming that they'd better make it worth it, as I was sacrificing a whole evening in which I also could have ogled much more mud. A bad sign. And the water training, this time in a pool, was hardly adding to the water training we'd hade before, in the Dart, which was much more fun and more topical as well, but luckily it was fun anyway, and I have to admit, I need all the training with a throw-bag I can possibly get. My aim is crap.
Anyway. I didn't write about any of that. But I should post something, if only to keep the withdrawal symptoms at bay! So I decided to publish a picture of a critter I came across in my sample. I see the likes of these a lot, but this one was splendidly preserved. So I used it as a post-mortal photo model. This little friend is about half a mm to a mm long. I specifically liked the hooked feet!