AS GOOD AS IT GETS AGAIN DAYS 11 & 12

AGAIN

Friday, a slow start but there is a work call to make in the morning, so its a swift breakfast and I am in front of my laptop. The meeting is a useful and leaves me with admin to do. By lunchtime i am finished with work, eat a light lunch and go to the Shed to write letters. Having written at last I walk to the post box adn send my letters on their way. Its home and then my partner and I go to the gym. As soon as I step onto the cross trained I know its going to be a tough session and so it proves to be. I burn 695 calories and go 7.37 kilometres. A shower and then a lounge coffee before going home to an Indian take away and an evening of rugby and the end of Click Bait. I recommend Click Bait to anyone who wants to know how to go “catfishing” and thinks that social media is only of the young.

Saturday and its dull and cold so there is little incentive to be getting up and leaping around. We get up and have breakfast put a meal in the crockpot and then grit our teeth and go for a walk at our local duck pond. We chat on the way and then head for the garden centre to buy a Sunday pie and bacon. We return home and watch Tigers loose to Saracens. An evening meal and then we discover Bordertown, a Finnish drama with a strange but gifted detective in the lead. Its dark, minimalist and dour but interesting. It is strange but I watch these dramas and decide if I would fancy living there or visiting. Young Wallander ensured that I will never voluntarily go to Malmo. Bordertown has convinced me I have no desire to go to Lappeenranta in Finland. I was also disappointed that there was no mention of my favourite Finnish football team Honka.

I have a real sense of waiting for Spring to properly arrive. I am training regularly but making no effort to really control my diet hence my weight is stuck around 96 kilos. I just want to feel the sun on me and have that sense that I no longer need my winter fat. Is this a delusion and an excuse for laziness, I’m not sure, but I do miss that sense of shorts and T shirt time.

Iron Fish guide the traveller