Cold
Self-portrait, reflection in the monitor.
Weather was in the single digits and all my radio mics went down first thing in the morning. Yikes. With half a dozen small rolling moves in the park and elsewhere, plus two company moves, by the end of the day we were all fit to be tied.
That said, it was a triumph to have made it through the day intact.
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