The difference between my first three lumbers this week and my last two was vast. During those first three lumbers, I felt like my feet were moving me forward, but that was about it. Not to mention my brain was in a depressive fog.
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On Therapy and Lumbers
THINGS NOT ABOUT HIKING
The week’s lumbers thus far have not been my best, with my mind firmly in the clenched jaws of the black dog. Thankfully, on Wednesday afternoon, I had my bi-weekly appointment with the OG Mindbender.
Bird Fishing
On Tuesday, I once again found myself driving to the trails in some of the worst fog I’ve ever driven in. It was like driving into a white wall for 13 minutes, hoping to arrive with car and body intact.
Monday Morning Darkness
After a weekend of blissful slack that included nerding out watching a come-from-behind draw for Spurs (finally learning to be not-so-Spursy), and Arsenal dropping much-needed points to City (A loss would have been better and put Spurs in 2nd rather than 3rd). Not to mention Wifey kindly got up with Lola on Sunday, which allowed me to sleep in until around 8, which is almost 3 hours longer than I have in ages. Damn, that felt good!
Happy 3rd Lumberversary
First, today.
With today’s sunrise not scheduled until 7:22 AM, I finally bit the bullet and strapped on my headlamp to start the lumber. Something I was slightly hesitant to do after yesterday’s early morning Homeless Camper encounter.
But, it was all good, and it allowed me to get to the park earlier and get a 6.01-mile hike in my feetz, well before 9AM. And I finished my week of lumbering with 30.71 miles over 5 days. Win.
Due to the earlier start and bad luck, there are no photos from today; I had to use scraps from the week.
Whoo-Hooing at Dawn
As per usual, I was up at 5:20 on Thursday to coffee up, dump out, get my shit together, and get to the park at 7 just as the sun was creeping up over the horizon.
The Cold Warm Up
As I took off down the main path towards the trails on Wednesday, it was apparent that I was duped by the warm 80˚ days and cold 45˚ nights and found myself a tad underdressed for the occasion (“Me without clothes? Well, a nation turns its back and gags”). So, I shook off the morning chill, put a spring in my step, and hoped to warm up soon by getting into lumbering mode as quickly as possible.
Two Days, Two Lumbers
Last weekend was swell, even though there was no lumbering and no photo creeping.
Saturday was spent watching footy from the time I woke up until late in the afternoon. As a bonus, Spurs won 3-0 over West Ham, and sit 3rd in the table after 4 games. Yeah, yeah, I know it’s super early, but after finishing 17th last year, it’s nice to imagine a top-four finish.
Thirty in Five
Thursday, I stomped out another 6 miles in the crisp morning air, and it was pretty darn not bad.
Mid-Week Ocean Pee
After a weekend of not doing much other than watching shit World Cup Qualifying football, I was, of course, back in the woods come Monday for another week of lumbering and pointless, amateur-at-best, attempts at nature photography.
The week so far has been perfect fall weather, and I’ve taken advantage of the comfortable temps to stomp out some miles, and as I type this at 6 AM Thursday, whilst waiting for the sun to rise in an hour, I sit at 18.42 miles over three days. Sure, it’s all just pissing in an ocean of quinquagenarian suck, but sometimes an ocean to pee in is all one has.
Other than the ever-present deer, the critter activity has been lame, so I’m hoping for more luck with the critter pics in the coming days.
Later.