I get up at a reasonable time for a Tuesday and go for a toast breakfast to go with my first fresh coffee of the day. Morning meds get swallowed and then its into the life admin that needs doing. There is a little financial juggling to do and a Tesco order to get booked in for Monday. The world is then my mollusc to plunder. I’m feeling a bit “floaty” and put it down to the fresh coffee. I get myself outside world ready and drive to the local garage to fill the tank and check the tyres. I’m still feeling “floaty” but I fill the car, pay and then get the air line to work using the touch pad. I checked later and found it was still charging me a pound for the air, not that I am paranoid and think that the garage would use the automation of the payment method to fleece me.

Back home I find my partner preparing to go for her lunchtime walk and decide to accompany her. We walk around the village and buy a paper on the way. It used to be a regular routine but it lapsed so now that Spring is putting in an appearance I suspect it will be reinstituted. At the end of the walk I settle down to complete the crosswords. Today I am on fire and skip through the puzzles. There is a little more life admin to do but it quickly becomes time to be thinking about training. Its the last thing I want to do or feel like but I get into my kit and head for the garage. I take a zen approach and decide to do this hour with my eyes closed and to concentrate on my breathing. Its hard work but I eventually manage to get into a rhythm. In the end I get there and burn off 750+calories and manage to get over the 12 kilometre distance.

As I am going out tonight I indulge in a bath with a happy hippo bath bomb. Its good to soak, bollocks to talking, soaking is much better at times. I feel renewed and clean in a fresh smelling way as I get my “going out for a meal” clothes on, As its to be a local pup, clean jeans and underwear will do. I get myself ready and before settling on the sofa to draft the blog I check the hog canteen (Fort Hog). The meat dish is empty once again so I refill it and batten down the lid once again. Apparently those hogs that wake early need some extra sustenance to help them through as their natural food sources may not be in plentiful supply yet. So job done I draft todays blog and wait for friends to pick us up and whisk us away to eat. As it’s Shrove Tuesday I am hoping that pancakes will be a pudding special. I am feeling weary but will enjoy tonight. Tomorrow I travel to York to see people and will need to pack and organise early in the morning so I am hoping that staying off the coffee tonight will enable me to sleep soundly. I am though still coming up with lines for my poem that started in my dreams, which contains no letter “e”.