Family

So Daughter has a two hour ‘Stage’ class on Saturdays at 1 pm. It’s in Tynemouth, which is about a four mile round trip, and so far we’d driven there to drop her off and pick her up. But last Saturday, two things struck me: It was a lovely day It’s only into Tynemouth. Although Daughter’s only...
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. . . lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,—why, it appears...
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A run to the lighthouse and back . . . when I went out this morning there was some of that autumnal chill in the air again. So for this evening’s run, I opted for the tights to keep my pipe-cleaner skinny legs warm. And didn’t bother to take any fluids with me. Doh! big mistake -...
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This morning, Daughter and I took our Huge Dalmatian for a walk along the promenade (four miles for me, a lot further for her on her bike - needing a cup of coffee at the half-way point for me, and an ice cream for her) . . . and then after lunch,...
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So today the official results for the Hartlepool  Marina Triathlon are out . . . There were 90 finishers on the day, and I did: Swim - 84th; 23:01 Bike - 65th - 41:59 Run - 40th - 20:07 Overall - 67th - 1:25:07 In a way, I’m a little disappointed - I finished just outside of the bottom quartile. BUT...
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My mum & dad sent me this today. You may have already seen it, or come to the same conclusion, but it’s still worth reading & thinking about: CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE 1940′S, 50′S, 60′S AND 70′S !! First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while...
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I give blood. In the UK, it’s not about getting paid for it (’cos you don’t), but because someone might need your blood. It might save the life of someone you love, or a complete stranger, who’s just as loved by their own family. You can read more about this on the National Health...
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So over the weekend was Tall Friend’s Son’s christening. On Saturday night, the Little Fella was looked after by his grandparents, which meant that us youngsters (these things are all relative) could have a party. Three good reasons for this - wetting the baby’s head is an excellent tradition; Tall Friend’s Wife is now...
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I’ve just seen the time, so this’ll be short. I went for a run this evening along the beach to the lighthouse. At the weekend, I bought a hydration belt thing, as I just couldn’t get on with the Camelbak-type thing - it requires too much suck to make drinking on the run a...
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