The last few nights have been autumn-cold, but shorts and a t-shirt was still sufficient for my run this morning… just under 2 miles in just over 20 minutes.
The last few weeks we have been decorating the house, so my body has had an ongoing workout of infrequently used muscle groups… balancing on top of ladders, painting, moving furniture, carrying things up & down the stairs etc.
This appeared to make little difference to my run this morning, but it did make a difference to gardening at my Mum’s yesterday… I found that trimming her 80ft hedge and then cutting the grass with a push-mower was a lot easier than the last time I did it, with fewer after-effects.
The more you do, the more you can do.
Which segues neatly into the subject of Queen Elizabeth, whose funeral is today. Though I didn’t have the honour of meeting her, she has been an ever-present force in my life.
Lots of uber-wealthy people around the world have lifestyles similar to hers, but my guess is that very few of these people would consider themselves to be a public servant, or would work tirelessly (by all accounts) for the good of common people… in her case the people who make up this country and commonwealth.
Few people will have a high pressure career lasting more than 40 years, let alone one lasting 70 years… not to mention working diligently right up to the very end. She really was amazing.
I pledged allegiance to Queen Elizabeth as a Cub Scout fifty-odd years ago and, based on her work ethic across that time, I’m now very happy to transfer that pledge to her son and successor, Charles.
The Queen is dead, long live the King!
