I had a good day! I set off at 8 and met a friend for a 5 hour walk up a mountain through the snow, then in a light snow storm, and then glorious sun. It was fab, and had a great chat too.
Had a great bath afterwards, a snooze, went to running club, and only had to reheat some food for dinner. I'm well ready for bed!
I've had two great hill walks in the snow this week; a 10 and 15k fell run each with a different mate; a 15k road run alone; a 16k mega hill road run with Mr NSI (new special interest); and running club. It's been good. I'm gonna take a few days quiet to process and catch up with myself.
Except aidie on the first day of school all the kids played war. I just watched confused and alone. I went home and asked my mother "don't they know what war is." I got cajoled by her to play, but got shot within a minute or two and spent the rest of lunchtime dead on the floor, well I'd been killed. That ended my school career of play. I'm not sure I'd have done better in the SAS;). But for a fat depressed kid I can't believe how athletic I became in my 30s and still am.
