Another evening, another walk. Up the hill and right instead of left. Expanding the distance slightly. Hubby slipped and almost fell on the icy pavement. The view over Stoke-on-Trent from the top of Penkhull, first photo, was like watercolour splashed against the sky. Streetlights reflecting off the cloud base.
Each day’s walking is making me tired but happy. And it’s good to see the world turn. Sunsets getting slightly later.
Up the hill and round the bend to Penkhull…. Just over 3km but it is steeply up and down hill. We walked along the road towards the local high school too. The view over the Lyme Valley where it is set was in danger of being lost as there was a fight over hundreds of houses being built there. Hopefully that won’t happen. Cities need green Lungs…..
I came home then went for a second, shorter walk with a friend. I’m shattered!
Just a 3 kilometer walk, but only the second since I recovered from tonsillitis. The wind was soughing through the trees. I recorded the sound but I don’t think I can play it on here. I enjoyed the feel of the wind and rain, the dusk came fast and as we extended the walk a little further we did end up getting a bit wet. Got to be wary of wet slippery leaves too. I was tired at the end. My legs were wobbly by the time I got in and had to sit down and rest.
Todays ssketch for our band of sketchers prompt was transport…
My old viking queen bike. Bought when I was twenty… I was still cycling a few years ago. Now I’m too nervous so it sits in the living room and gathers dust….Still a great bike, only a small bike frame, but it was chosen because it was just the right size for me. I wish there was somewhere flat I could practice round here…
Setting out in the sun to meet a friend on his allotment. I got a message later that one of his wheels has collapsed? Luckily it’s only about a couple of miles away. What you can’t see is that he’s on his sandals! I tried to get him to wear his shoes… Weird! I hope the ground isn’t too wet.
He usually wears a flat cap, but when he went to the allotments last week his friend accidentally put a pickaxe through it (it was on the ground). I do wonder if this is something they should be doing! But gardening and exercise is good for mental health, so I suppose it’s good for him. Meanwhile I’m off to get some college work done.
Tonights walk. Up and down hill again. Called in a shop so carried four or five kilos home in bags. A few weeks ago I wasn’t doing much at all. Today I did over 7000 steps. I don’t know how far that is in miles, probably only two or three. It suddenly doesn’t seem as difficult as it did!
Yes it’s tiring, but after visiting the doctors yesterday I know they think I’m doing well. Fingers crossed that I can keep it up!
The gap where the Russian vine used to be a few hours hard work helping the builder. Talk about building upper arm strength. We are having some fence replaced tomorrow. Then various other jobs done. I ache all over but I’ve agreed to go for another walk in a few hours. I’m hoping it’s doing me good.
First World countries are mostly too sedentary. Say in front of our screens, forgetting that we are essentially all still cavemen and not really built to be sitting down all the time. I’m almost too old to learn that. But I have. I hope I can keep it up.