Here it is then, the beginning of sunshine and happiness, Spring runs into Summer and we begin to bask like salamanders in the heat and collective glory of clear blue skies and zephyrs.
This is fine if you’re lissom and svelte, you can shed your clothes to the barest minimum and strut your stuff safe in the knowledge that you’re not making people queasy or upsetting the animals. Me, I just get hot and irritable because there’s a moral consensus against my being outside unless thoroughly shrouded. It’s fair enough I suppose; Yeti sightings do generate quite the scene.
Still, now that the allure of alcohol and bars seems to have receded after a decade of ascendancy, I find myself ruing ten years of neglecting those activities previously enjoyed and, more to the point, the somewhat lighter physique that comes with them. It’s sunny, it’s warm and, after ten years of doing nothing much, I find myself playing football twice a week and jogging. I’ve never actually liked jogging, granted, but here I am, making an effort. Time really is cyclical.
Kayaking next.
I too have started running in the last few months, and it is recently notably easier. Not exactly running fast or far, but it’s an improvement. Also went out for a 20 mile bike ride on my own last saturday and had rather a nice time. Discovered after only nearly 6 years of living up here that there is a Tyne Tunnel just for cyclists and pedestrians.
Speaking of which, when do you and Ian fancy coming up here for a biking weekend?
I used to do loads of kayaking, but imagine that without a mate up here to do it with it would be a difficult one to take up again.
Bah, I currently can’t run too much due to my recovering ankle, football is teh win however. Surprised you didn’t know about the tunnel, I went throguh that the first time I ever visited you guys.
Sorry I’ve been shit on the old communication front by the way, things have been… well, things. I’m not sure about Ian but I’m up to your neck of the woods for the big bike ride next month. I suggest discussing this over Cheese Rolling.