Sunday requires speed

'Ning
Extra grey here this morning.
Trying to muster the will to get out of bed for a time trial this morning, which looks like it will be in the mist/fog.
Booster jab later. Rest of the day will depend on the weather.
Extra grey here this morning.
Trying to muster the will to get out of bed for a time trial this morning, which looks like it will be in the mist/fog.
Booster jab later. Rest of the day will depend on the weather.
0
Posts
Run needs to be run, wood needs to be sorted and I suppose I had better start thinking about getting the current wife some presents other than the ones she has bought herself.
Later will be ale but potentially not in the pub as we avoid the unclean
gloomygrey and cold
ride, cafes, bit of visiting, home, laze, bubbly
Very foggy. Very grey. Dark. Damn global tilt.
Only 2 days until the solstice then the light increases everyday -------------------------------------------------------------> until June.
Dunno wot today holds. Toots and Mrs P off to an early Flick at the cinema and i'm left holding the fort.
huge ginger cat watching from over the road
Or upload to SoundCloud and paste a link.
Time trials suck btw.
Listen to AUD-20211218-WA0001.mp3 by unknown on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/rrSKv
That was a nippy one. Misty all the way, maybe 100m visibility max but with all the haze, the droplets on the glasses etc got quite difficult at times to see the potholes. Still ride rided, tick. Some warming deep soup almost ready.
Suppose I'd better sort out The Tree.
When the girls were at the Cinema, I went for a jolly and up and over the bypass (barely 300m in height), I drove into briliant sunshine. We haven't had a drop of the bright stuff here today.
It was like looking down at the clouds from a plane.
Some triathlete decided to stick the anchors on 5m before the finish line then turn to chat to his mate, just as I was overtaking.
Not that I knew it was the finish line because there was no chequerboar and the timekeeper was sitting in a car where nobody could see him.
4/10
Hang on...
The physical orientation of the Spaniel in the middle ground strikes a deep chord in one's memory and fills me up with a reminiscence and a wave of emotion and serenity.
Is that better?
What it reminds me of, is going up Cairnsmore of fleet in late April, getting caught in a horizontal blizzard and trying to eat something quick in the lee of a Plaque to WW2 pilots. This, whilst mad keen chap was barking his socks off out of reach.
He was being impatient and wanted me to get a move on.
However, as the path was a white out, I told Brutus 'home' and he did take me down the hill except in a straight line. It was 'fun'.