I can’t tell you how good it is to be running properly again, on roads and tracks, off bloody treadmills. Treadmills aren’t running at all (since when does the ground do half of the work for you?), and while I did do some exercise while I was away, it was nowhere the near the level I was doing at home. After a week feeling run down, I’ve perked up a bit, and it’s back to the old regime (though I’ve put myself back a couple of weeks to account for any backsliding). Soon be caught up with where I was, and it’s a real pleasure getting back to it.
What else? We’ve had estate agents round, finally, and were happy to discover that we may have undervalued the house a little while planning the sale. Not by much, but anything is a bonus. It will be going on the market soon, so the real test is whether it sells. Anybody looking for a starter home in Glasgow? With oak floors? And an en suite? Let me know.
Also, I booked the first round of vaccinations. Begone, needle fear! If my six year old girl can do it, then so can I!