A cool breeze on Weston Shore

Leaving the shade of the woods
Leaving the shade of the woods

As soon as I left the shade of the woods and stepped out into the sun on the shore I could feel the heat. The sun seemed to be searing my skin even though I’d slathered on the cream before I left home. There is no shade along the promenade unless you duck into one of the little beach shelters but I couldn’t just stay sat in one of them until nightfall so I set off along the shore, thankful that there was at least a cooling breeze blowing up from the water. Continue reading

The butterfly walk

Cool water at Millers Pond
Cool water at Millers Pond

With Mediterranean temperatures and high humidity I knew I’d have to come up with a good walking plan if I was going to get some miles in. Goodness knows I needed to as the hundred miles a month was looking more than a little short with just over a week to go. For once there was some forward planning. Ok so this only constituted a water bottle in the freezer (with the lid off otherwise they burst when the water expands) but still, it’s a step in the right direction. Continue reading

Awards, part two

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When I was nominated for the Very Inspiring Blogger award by not one, but two, fellow bloggers you could have knocked me down with a baby bird’s feather. Of course I don’t write to receive awards, in fact the idea of an award had never crossed my mind until that point. Why I do write is a mystery even to me but I can’t seem to help myself and it was lovely, if surprising, to find other people liked reading my scribbles. It was even more surprising to receive another award just a few days later. Continue reading

The two bridge challenge revisited

The river path at Chessel Bay
The river path at Chessel Bay

Another hot, muggy Sunday and, with memories of last week’s walking disaster fresh in my mind, I decided on a short walk, sticking to the river as much as possible. It was time to revisit Commando’s two bridge challenge, otherwise known as my old walk to and from work. Continue reading

A week of mixed fortunes, bees and bugs

A beautiful bouquet, still growing in a garden
A beautiful bouquet, still growing in a garden

This week was a bit of an odd one. There was an extra day at work on Monday and an unexpected day off on Wednesday. In the end it all evened out and I worked the normal four days, just not in the normal order. Of course this left me permanently confused over what day it was. More than normal that is. Continue reading

March 2010 – a good news week

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This week back in 2019 it was all good news. Well, mostly it was good news, I still had a boss who delighted in making my life difficult, but I guess you can’t have everything. Some of the good news was weight related but most of it was about things to look forward to. I even managed to eat out without going overboard, maybe I was learning. Continue reading

You teach the best the things you most need to learn

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Tuesday morning, basking in the glow of a blog award and a series of successful bay parks (by jove I think I might have got it) Commando, grim faced, was on the phone. My first thought was Commando Senior and I sat through the phone call tense, mentally preparing to grab my shoes and make a dash. Continue reading

Walking into trouble

I'm quite fond of the heat - Cyprus 2008
I’m quite fond of the heat – Cyprus 2008

By now you will probably have worked out I’m quite stubborn. The word I prefer is tenacious but Commando insists on using stubborn and, if I’m honest, he’s probably right. When I set out to walk a certain number of miles or to a certain place it is rare for me to turn back unless I’m actually lost or find an interesting diversion. Sunday was one of those days where I was neither lost or exploring. I was in trouble. Continue reading

Monks Brook and an invasive species

Onwards towards the reed beds
Onwards towards the reed beds

On Sunday, as I walked away from the black swan towards the reed beds and, ultimately, the White Swan pub, I sipped my water. The early morning rain combined with the sun seemed to have sucked up all the air and left behind a damp stickiness. Even along the river there was little breeze and my pace slowed considerably. Still, I told myself this was not about speed but about getting out and walking, enjoying the nature around me and the sun on my skin, if not the sweat trickling down between my shoulder blades. Continue reading

Awards!

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What with all the walking and working I’ve got a little behind with my reading so I was surprised to find I’d been nominated for an award by fellow a blogger at Walking My Way to Skinny. When I found out I’d actually been nominated twice, the second time by Mama Ames it made me blush a little bit, then I realised I couldn’t just bask in the glory. With awards come responsibilities and there are rules to these things. Continue reading

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