It seemed almost too easy to do 800m along the beach this morning. And that’s because – as I found out shortly afterwards – the 800m in question was very much wind-assisted.
We found that out when we came to turn around and head back to the village, directly into the teeth of a Force 8 gale. It was harder work that we’d imagined it would be.
I’d taken the camera down to see all of the wildlifes what would be there, (cos yesterday was good) but it was simply too windy for everything except a single Caspian Tern.
Anyway, I went and did it and I do feel better for the fresh air and what passes for exercise at the moment.
Tired, but happy.