Oops! I have let this site slip and it has been ages since my last post. Watch this space.
I was thinking the other day about this blog and wondering if anyone enjoyed it quite as much as I do! I then thought, erm, wait a minute Ken, apart from a privileged one or two others, it’s only fat old me that ever visits it. So, I thought some more and decided that I may as well revive my use of it and least keep myself happy.
Which leads me to yesterday and a walking trip I made to sunny East Lothian just south of Edinburgh. I have been to the Pentlands on a number of occasions and in all sorts of weather, with or without company. Yesterday I was solo and the weather was typically January in Scotland. The Lothian Moors just made it bleaker than normal in their wintry garb. The good part, which is kind of strange, was that the only company I had were some hardy sheep and another couple of nutters I nodded to as I passed them. Isolation and desolation were what I was looking for in order to establish some realignment in my life. I’ve always found the bleak wintry landscapes of the Scottish countryside in winter to be very good grounding influence for me and again it did not fail.
I discovered a couple of things. Firstly, that I no longer seem to have the stamina for the hard grind required to get over the hills. Secondly, my knee does not like it any more than my spondylosis shoulder. And thirdly, I remembered something long forgotten; I don’t like going over old “hallowed” ground. However, now that I’m almost through the next day I can reflect that it wasn’t all that bad and with increased fitness (which I’m working on) and a “bit” of weight loss, I could start to like it again. After all, it wasn’t all that bad.
A Wee Ride on a New Bike.
a photo by KenRowan on Flickr.
Enjoying a run on the bike that was intended for Sophie. However, as Sophie is not interested in cycling, we have passed it on to Bernie. This shot was taken on the south side of Strathclyde Loch one sunny day in preparation for my Edinburgh jaunt.
Got on my bike today – my road bike – for a training run. A quick 6 miles around Ravenscraig.
I captured this shot last night to illustrate how the local bicycle bobbies go about there cycling patrols. On the pavement (sidewalk)! This is not a one off either. If it was, I wouldn’t bother with the photograph. It happens all of the time here in Lanarkshire. It will also serve as evidence in my defence, whenever I get reported for cycling on the pavement, hehe. Not guilty m’lud and here’s why.
Well, despite dreadful Scottish weather; despite the recession and the severe lack of disposable income; despite my taxi business going belly-up (almost), I have managed to get myself out for some workouts on my bike! I promised myself I would do this away back in March but the lack of discipline which I suffer from seems to have struck again.
As you can see from the photograph, I cleaned up and readied my Dawes Kalahari to use this time. It’s been gathering dust in the shed for over a year now and was starting to complain about the spiders who had taken up residence. It’s actually idea for the training run I’m doing just now so, as always, things work out.
I haven’t posted for a while. Couldn’t find anything worthwhile to put in. Then I realised that I am not writing a book or creating my memoirs! So I decided that if I post, then I post and that’s fine. If I don’t post then that’s fine also.
I have been struggling a bit with my diabetes control lately and am now on a lower dose of medication. I have also been troubled by very painful upper arms, mainly on the left. A muscular pain that can go all the way from my shoulder to my wrist. I have got medication to take for that too but it’s knocking me for six, so I’ll need to consult with my doctor.
I cycled 14 miles yesterday and was quite happy with that. If only I could do that 3 times or so every week.