An hour on the floor

Sat on the floor and played for an hour, and then got up. That was the entire reason I started, and I have now done it.

Carried both bags up in one go. Small thing. Wrote it down.

Slept flat. Whole night. Flat.

Up the stairs at work twice without stopping at the landing. I stood at the top for a second like an idiot. Nobody saw. It counted.

Enough for one evening.