No promises though.
Unrelated, my cat Galahad is an arsehole.
But seriously, he's a little bastard. He decided that four o'clock in the morning was a great time to scratch and bite me awake. And he didn't stop. There was no stopping. From four inthe morning, until seven, when I finally got him to settle down.
And the little fucker was purring the whole damned time.
So I decided that I would attempt to reclaim some sleep rather than going to the gym. I have training tonight, so it's not like I won't do any exercise today at all. So there's that.
Now I have to go attempt productivity. Given how early I've been woken this morning, it's unlikely.