Tuesday and it starts with a work meeting, so I am up promptly, make a coffee and settle down in front of the laptop. Its a productive meeting and takes up half the morning. Once the meeting is over I take a call from a colleague and exchange some views and ideas, being Brits we of course talk about the weather especially as both of us have weekends away, the difference being that he will be in the middle of storms Dudley and Eunice. I note that the squirrel feeder has had its lid propped open by the front panel being lifted up by birds eager to get to the contents. I fill the bird feeders and make the squirrel feeder good. They should be okay for the week now. I store the garden camera pictures on the laptop, clear the data card and put it back into the camera, hoping quietly to capture more pictures of foxes, mice and other visitors.

I tuck into lunch and take a call from a friend who is battling the effects of long COVID. It would appear that others seem not to understand just how debilitating long COVID is and how demanding it is have to keep managing energy levels. We chat for a while and then I get myself ready to go to the gym. I find the gym almost empty and do an hour on a cross trainer. I go back to listening to Rammstein as I train and burn off 736 calories and go 8.58 kilometres. I also spend some time on the weights machines before the luxury of a shower. I treat myself to a post training americano and bacon brioche before returning home.

Today its an early tea and and the last episode of Young Wallander. It lives up to being typically dour Swedish with a prosaic super realistic ending e.g good people die, bad people go free and the grinding unfairness of life is played out in spades. I watch football and write the blog. The lesson from today is that when I make the effort to go to the gym I feel much better and if I couple that with eating simply I feel even better. Note to self: remember this and do it more often.