I didn’t get to run last week, but I did manage to walk to work four days out of five, which is at least 8 miles in total. Cliff was impressed, but wouldn’t let it count towards my running total… don’t know why, as I walk as quickly as he and Pete were running the other weekend!
I started the weekend with a list of tasks to do around the house, mainly because we’d not planned to do anything else. As I cracked into them on Saturday morning, I realised that they were not chores, but rather chortles. Discreet tasks that had been hanging around looking at me for ages, were largely straightforward and were hugely rewarding on completion.
So while Kim immersed herself in her sculpting, I was left happily mending, painting, cleaning, hanging, tidying etc. And despite a full day on Saturday, I still managed to get out for a run.
After the bright sun of Saturday, Sunday started mild with heavy threatening clouds around the edges. I almost didn’t run, happily reading (Nassim Taleb’s The Black Swan, a VERY thought provoking book, by the way), but then I realised I’d not have anything to write about.
Not wanting to be out for long, especially after last weekend’s 16 miler, I ran over to the Common and did a loop with several sets of knee raisers and leg flips thrown in. Then I ran across to Wivelsfield and up Slugwash Lane, hoping to take an updated picture of the Barbie (use my Search box above to find an old picture)… alas, it’s either no longer there, or has been subsumed by the hedge, which was a good few inches taller than before.
At the top of the hill I turned left and ran past Debb’s Da’Packa’s… it was odd to hear one almost chirping (I think it was a long and worried winney) and I realised they’ve always been silent before.
As I dropped down to Ote Hall, the heavens opened with a precursor to a long and rainy day (or so it seemed at the time) but the shower passed.
I reached the house again at 57 minutes, but I’ve not checked the map to see how far it was… 6 miles, possibly a bit more.
The weather cleared and I resumed my chortling, with Kim getting stuck into some of the tasks I really don’t like. Overall, very productive weekend, apart from on the running front! I thought you’d like to see how tidy the garden was though, but it was dark.
