Another pesky cold

The week started so well, which seems odd to say when it was the anniversary of the death of a dear friend. We went to meet his family at Stowe Landscape Garden, and had a lovely day wandering around gently. We didn’t talk about him but we did think about him; getting together to do simple, family things was just exactly the sort of activity he most enjoyed.

After that: a cold set in. Another one. I’ve had more colds this year than I can ever remember; it seems like no sooner have I got over some minor issue than another one appears.

Luckily, it was just a cold. But no fun, especially as I was away at a conference. Felt too rough on the Wednesday evening to join in with the conference social thing and opted instead for buying a picnic in Marks and Spencers. Somehow, managed to miss my footing and fall full-length, with no damage apart from a badly bruised base of my thumb – another silly thing, painful for the evening.

After that, things started to look up again. The beautiful weather worked its magic, the conference talk went well.

Walking for the week: a bit rubbish.

Eating: not too bad. Still on -2lb.

A lion at Stowe
A lion at Stowe

Autumn starts calmly

Sometimes we get a beautiful summery September. Not this year. The end of August was cold and miserable. Last week was pleasant but nippy, and I’m clinging onto the last few outings of my favourite sandals while recognising that really, autumn has arrived.

The turning season feels calmer to me. M is a lot better, and my attempts to gently but firmly Get A Grip seem to be working. -2lb from start on the scales on weigh-in day on Saturday.

Walking: didn’t quite hit my target due but not outrageously far off.

Craft: a big win. Finally finished my third blanket that had been lingering on for a year. Started on a rug to finish up the leftover stash. 

 
Resisting the temptation to choose my favourite autumnal image of berries. I loved the shape and colour of this purple tassel from my walk