Feb 18, 2012 13:12
I live in England now. Sam and I got married last month. We Live in the Woodend House, #7. It's the togetherness I'd imagined for years now. We made it this far now, and so happy and thankful for it. I get to start working in a few months now. Hopefully by May I will be back in the game, mind you I have nerves when it comes to the new social work frontier. It will put my 11 month no-work scheme in it's place. I have to attack it. I must jump in, there's so much to learn. I have to keep expanding and adding to my "I can do this" list.
Sam and I want to ride bikes more. More often than never that is. I'm still running, thankfully. And quite strong really. I want to do a long run-seemingly beginning with a race because I just cant get myself to do it otherwise. I get bored running around the village at this point. Yesterday brought something new actually; the walk home from Kingsbury doctor's office. I know the route, and it's listed as 2 3/4 mile from that junction by the chip shop to Woodend. The bridge with no path is the the part that is most unaffective. That can be worked around perhaps. If I did the new route, plus more unknown, using picadilly and the industrial drive....could be solid. 5-6 miles. I don't do much over 3 miles at the moment-though it's still hard to know without a working pedometer.