We’ve decided we need to get out more. It’s not that we haven’t been busy. We’ve actually been very good lately at getting out to concerts, sporting events and dinner with friends. But we concluded we should do more “going for walks as a family”. So for the last two weekends, we’ve been heading off for a 3 mile walk each Sunday.
For walk one, we were lucky in almost every way. The weather was gorgeous and the walk a scenic one. The only problem was the shoes I had stupidly picked to wear. Within a couple of hundred yards, I already had blisters on my heels and could only complete the rest of the walk by squashing down the back of the shoes and creating a pair of ‘improvised mules’. Which made the whole thing more of a shuffle than a walk.
For walk two, my blisters had mostly recovered and I had chosen my footwear more wisely. I was looking forward to enjoying a nice Sunday stroll. The sun was shining as we finished our pre-walk pub lunch and headed off. Twenty minutes later, the rain was setting in. By the time we reached the half way point, we were in the middle of a gale being lashed by torrential rain. Cold and drenched we arrived back at the car, just as the rain stopped and the sun came out again. Third time lucky next weekend?