Happy Father’s Day!
And I have at least one more reason to celebrate today. It was three months ago when I almost killed myself on the treadmill running for 1 min. It was two months ago when I’ve put the last cigarette butt in the ashtray. And finally it was a month a go when I jumped for joy, up and down in a muddy puddle, in light shower, at the end of my W7R3.
Thank you all for giving me the chance of writing this today, on my Father’s Day!