We are definitely creatures of habit. But occasionally we break that habit and change days and how that leads to confusion because my brain will tell me that today is now Saturday which it isn't.
On Tuesday I had my Covid booster and I understand that some people have been quite ill following this one. So we got away quite lightly. I woke up early morning feeling a tad shivery but wasn't sure whether that was a response to the jab or the fact it was a cold night. I guess I'll never know as I went back to sleep. Yesterday I felt rather bereft of energy but that might have been due to the six mile walk.
Over the past couple of weeks my walking distances have become a little confused but I have now been through each month and am certain I have things correct. I have completed 1,122 miles of my 1,500 challenge which leaves me with 378 miles still to go. With 94 days left that's almost exactly four miles a day until the end of the year. For quite some time I was well ahead of target but the hot weather in the summer really messed that up.
So ok yesterday was Wednesday but I still went to the Queen's Head and had a laugh at the antique posters that always bring a smile to my face. One of them advertises Lemonade which it claims is "bottled by pretty girls." Another advertises "top quality pig swill" and that's not a comment on the food (honestly).
I have made this comment before but I am getting very tired of BBC Breakfast television. As I said before, you are never more than five minutes away from an item on serious or terminal illness or cancer. Yesterday they went from bowel cancer to ovarian cancer to many other types. I know how important it is to highlight this but it gets rather depressing to have this day after day after day. I am now turning it off. I want to be uplifted in the morning not deflated.
I usually get up in the morning and start writing on my various publications and the time just flies past. Yesterday, for one reason or another, I didn't do that and the time rather dragged. Not sure what that says about me apart from the fact that I'm probably sad.