Unraveling the new work rota early on Saturday morning.
New tools have been introduced. They are starting to bed down.
Change is good, right?
I cycled down Boundary Road, past the University and en route to Sunny Colch.
This was my first return to Castle Park Run after a couple of weeks away.
A miserable head cold has held me back. Get your excuses in early, Jase.
I have also neglected my silly arthritic stretches over the past few days.
Oh – and I forgot my GPS watch as well.
Excuses, excuses, excuses.
Which all led to a crap race time of 23’30”.
It was all good. I came out smiling and happy to have had a little trot around a very grey park.
Even the heavy breathing male behind me didn’t spoil my enjoyment.
I didn’t hang around. A brief chat with a decent local Cllr sort, and then I made the return to the gym.
Was it really two weeks since I was last here?
Some light weights, and then I swam forty lengths with Anna. She pulled away by one stroke each length.
A decent spa gossip session with the lovely neighbour from next door was a pleasant way to spend Saturday lunchtime.
Saturday afternoon was sadly all about chores.
We had the Saturday croissant LOVE IN, and then I cycled off to the Farm Shop to buy… some more frozen croissants.
The garden was a given a decent tidy up and a rake.
I offered to lend a hand to Anna who was sanding and painting the old boiler cupboard.
Here Be a New Wardrobe come Monday.
That’s the plan, anyway.
Spuz Vs Chelsea was half decent.
Saturday evening was spent watching the Lennon documentary on C4, and then a late, late work shift.