Five Miles Naked

I run on Sunday but my watch chucks in the towel before I do. It just won’t charge up over 25% at the moment and I will attempt to get Garmin to replace it.

We take our first post Lockdown trip to the pub after they reopened on Saturday. We go to the Scribblers and the Organ Grinder after walk past Rock City's new car park garden. Blue Monkey were really on the money at the Organ Grinder where we have our temperature checked on entry and the staff were in full PPE. It was a bit more relaxed at the Scribblers but both could do with taking arrival\departure times and party size to be more helpful to Track and Trace.

   

On Tuesday I attempt to put another foot into the new normal with a game of tennis but this, just like in the old normal, is cancelled by the weather. We will try again next week.

On Wednesday after wins against a load of mid table teams who had nothing to play for, Derby come unstuck when they play second placed West Bromwich Albion and lose 2-0. Unfortunately, they now have to play quite a few of the top sides before the end of the season.

On Thursday L goes for an x-ray on her fractured elbow at her GP's insistence which is almost as exciting as being locked down but it comes up negative. The good news is she won’t be put in plaster but the bad news is there’s no cure other than rest and self physio.

We have the painters in this week, painting the hall and an upstairs bedroom, which curtails our movements around the house somewhat but the dogs seem to have adapted quite well to kipping in their baskets which are now my home office.

The Lad is up for run after spending all day stuck in an office with me and we go out on Thursday to run five miles naked, as in without my Garmin which has gone back to be replaced.

(Thursday 9^th July)

Bob The Builder

Due to ongoing problems with our new customer, Mr Stroppy, my colleague and I are incredibly underprepared for our London trip. We manage to get together for a couple of hours but could have done with a whole day of preparation. As usual, we're just going to have to wing it.

We do though have all the necessary PPE (Personal Protective Equipment). Although for me, it’s a case of beg, borrow and steal. My boss’s hard hat, my colleagues spare high-viz jacket and a new pair of boots which have to be specially ordered. L says I'll look like Bob the Builder and they wonder why I don’t go out on site much.



Later I head over to dog class and drop L off on the way because she wants to run to her mother's. She doesn’t look keen at all and I have to practically push her out of the car in Derby. She still doesn’t look like she’s up for a run. I wonder whether she’ll have made it there by the time I get back from dog class. She does. I’m sure she enjoyed it really.

(Wednesday 4th May)