Sunday night, not just taking it easy, incapable of moving !! Foolishly decided to walk into The Mercat Bar this morning with Mrs.B. to collect the car which had been left while I drove another one home. Big mistake - ten miles on hard footpaths, and me with no training at all. Set off with great gusto till I reached the first hill, then the old heart thought that its world was coming to an end , but once up Mauricewwod Road it was downhill for a bit . Passed the field with the blue lambs in it, obviously so that the farmer can identify them - round the corner a few of the cheecky chaps were playing, just like kids the enjoy climbing, while another was playing with an old bottle.
Further along the A702 I took the two of the wee white boxes, a sampling study
of growing crops - I just like the symmetry of the design, just a shame they were not perfectly in line !!
On through Fairmilehead, seven miles and my legs were beginning to suffer, three miles go and getting a bit slower - knees not happy with the downhill sections.
of growing crops - I just like the symmetry of the design, just a shame they were not perfectly in line !!On through Fairmilehead, seven miles and my legs were beginning to suffer, three miles go and getting a bit slower - knees not happy with the downhill sections.
Into Ardmillan and spotted this plaque high up on the wall above Lums Dun, the chimney sweep's shop, and dating back to 1887 when the buildings were obviously erected.
Eventually reached the Mercat, three hours from home - just a bit puggled and ready for a nice hearty breakfast!
Headed home and then, believe it or not, went for a swim, some steam and a soak in the tub.
Never be an athlete again.
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