I normally don't have to get up at a particular time (being a pensioner singleton whose time is his own!) but that makes it harder to stick to a sensible routine and fight my owl-like tendencies!
I thought we were supposed to tend more towards early rising as we aged?
My sleep pattern's certainly changed; although the one constant is that it's usually a mess for one reason or another...
No homestead return this week so after some much needed respite yesterday, today saw the week's second utility waft. A modest 20-ish miles just for the sake of getting out as it was so nice.
Naff all in the charity shops but I grabbed a bag of salad for next week’s lunches to avoid having to go to the shops tomorrow.
Did bump into my tow-path mate Adrian (I think!) from Swanquest 2025 and other exploits, so had a bit of a chat.
Later I passed the nonchalent heron, again doing a terrible job at trying to blend in with the ducks. It was initially on the path itself and wondered down to the water's edge to let me edge past.. after I'd stopped all of maybe 5 metres away to try and get some pics it wandered back out again. Had I had some of my better kit and there had been more light I could probably have got some pretty good shots; it's the second time I've seen it there so maybe I'll have another go at some point..
Dropped by the park for a go on the rings, however stopping to take photos in the plummeting post-dusk temperatures had given me quite a chill, while I was evidently still shafted from Monday’s session so I gave up after a couple of sets and went home.
Good to get out but glad to get back as I was cold and knackered by the end..
