Day 3 of my holiday and I wake up foggy headed, with a dry tickling cough.
Yesterday I went for my first proper "go to the pool and swim (aka flounder, breathe water and powerwalk when my arms give way) for 1/2 an hour"
I then made a couple of gingerbread houses (or at least made the components) and got in a little shopping on the side. Turducken anyone? Our local award winning butcher is making them. They have as of yesterday, a standing order to make over 90 more for next week - I just bought one of the frozen ones, since it was just going to come home and be frozen till next week.
I went to bed with good intentions to swim again this morning and then decided to minimise the chances of turning the cough into something worse. So, instead today I will walk the strand.
In addition, one more trip to the shops to pick up a christmas present, do the decorations on the gingerbread houses, go to the graduation (I'm in the procession as I have some students graduating). I'll walk after that, since the graduation is near the strand - though I may change out of my academic dress first. Somewhere in there I need to list some houses to look at next week.
I think thats enough for a day when I'm only perking up after coffee. So it won't last.
26oC at 8am - joy.
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