I had a less than stellar night at the gym. No upper body strength. I re-sent two walls I've done before, got a new one (a 5.7, I think?) and failed to get anywhere at all on my project wall because I was burning out so fast, though I did make two attempts. I might even have gotten somewhere on the first one, but I got all wrong-handed on the overhang and that is death.
This may be a mild crud, as I have a scratchy throat, suddenly, so I think I will go to bed earlyish and see if that helps.
Tomorrow, Alisa and the Ridiculous Dog and I get to go look at an apartment, and I get to drive to Massachusetts and back twice.