It has been a strange few weeks. I have been on my travels for both work and pleasure. Work travel is not something I do much of in recent years but threcent trip was to Gibraltar and we took, what has become, our annual trip down to St Ives in Cornwall for a family break with some very good friends.
Gibraltar is unlike any place I have visited and is difficult to describe and for the sake of international relations, I will perhaps not go into any detail.
In contrast, St Ives is just perfect. Extended Indian Summer, warm water, lots of body boarding and the odd glass of wine. Our year is perhaps no longer complete without a trip down to Cornwall and a week being thrown about in the waves. The children just love their time here and without the company of our oldest and dearest friends the holiday would just not be possible.
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| © Peter F. Hamilton - He caught me mid run! |
So why the reference to my travels? Well, its because I am a little smug that I managed to keep up my running/walking/C25K in both Gibraltar and St Ives. Although I have been a little excessive in the beer/food department over the last feew weeks, I have managed to not put on any pounds. Although I should be losing them, not putting pounds on and have a little evil excess of beer/cake/wine can't be a bad thing - now and then. I am finding the running a little easier but easier does not mean easy. I'm still on week 4 of C25K mainly due to laziness of putting my running track together and perhaps a little bit to do with week 5 being a little daunting.
