It has been some time since I have posted.
I am planning on having a climb every evening (the wife is ill – asthma – and the children are just too enjoyable), and if you actually think about it…we are exceptionally lucky for what we have around us: decent B roads; many little trails. And pretty decent scenery.
Two weeks of climbing, road work – and keeping the fat at bay: I’m shocking when away from work, the amount of tea I drink matched only by the slices of bread and butter and popping toast.
The Trek needs a service, which will hopefully coincide with the purchase of a decent mountain bike for my 8 year-old son who – despite being an avid reader – is more than happy to sit in front of his X-box.
So, routes? Just happy to be out. But I will make an attempt across the Clydemuirshiel Moor.
Free time? I have a full bag of marking, and (at twenty minutes apiece) the two Higher Classes’ folios are a weighty 76 scripts. It’s not a complete holiday (;-0
Plus there is the preparation for two presentations of my work – one in Finland and one in Malta – and I am still plodding away in the hope that the professional doctorate (EdD) at Glasgow is funded by my employer.
Oh, the stress. Only one way to relieve that. Lucozade Sport.