I'm not sure if it's the jump in intensity from last year that's making me think this, or if it's actually true, but since term started I can't shake the feeling that weekends don't exactly thrive anymore. I mean, they're there, of course; last time I checked there were still two S days on the calendar. However, recently they seem to have come, gone and been cremated well before my mind and body have made the realisation that they existed in the first place.
I still really don't know how it's possible for two days to go by more quickly than any single day in the rest of the week seems to, but it may have something to do with unexpected damage to bikes and significant others - just a sprain and some fairly severe bruising, luckily, but spending 11.30pm-4am in A&E waiting for the single duty radiographer to get around to us did cause a slight shift our plans for the next day, as did the fact that walking and cycling both cause unpleasant amounts of pain. :(
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