My pretty, OK, not bad, kinda good week of lumbering continued on Thursday morning.
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Thirty Miles & A Music Story
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.
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!
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.
Thirty in Five
Thursday, I stomped out another 6 miles in the crisp morning air, and it was pretty darn not bad.
Slack Bounce Back
After I hit “Publish” on the last post, my Friday was just about finished, and I had nothing but afternoon footy (evening footy if you live in London) and finishing the laundry on my mind.
Like Yesterday In Reverse
My mood and energy levels were boosted after getting some pics late in yesterday’s lumber, so I was eager to get back in the woods today for more miles, and hopefully some more critters to photograph.
Promises Broke
I woke up on Tuesday to promises of rain from the weather goofs. So, with hopes of a hike in the wet woods, I had a little spring in my step as I readied my gear and waited for a glimmer of daylight to appear.