This morning I drew back the curtains to let in the morning light and the room got darker. Someone had left the clouds out over night and they were refusing to move. It was a dismal beginning to a day. Scrambling through Twitter, emails, and the English media I decided to scribble words onto a screen. By that time light was offering mere grey clouds instead of glowering black ones and as a result I decided to exercise.
Yes, exercise, something my heart is keen on but does not meet often. Five minutes here, a bit of stretching there, a wee walk down to the basement to read the meter, stretch again, lift a weight, ooyah, put it down again, and return happily to the chair.
That slim exercise does indeed make me feel better. Breathing improves, the body benefits, and I even smile at the mirror, this does not smile back. Having done myself no geed a few weeks ago I am able now to exercise a bit and hopefully benefit more often from this. Usually however, exercise brings out the bugs that follow me, and as I am supposed to go for a 'flu' jab I am now in two minds. I could have a jab but fear this may stimulate a cold type situation. I have to seek a Covid jab, but that also might have a reaction. Now I am nonplussed as to what to do. However, I missed both last year, I had Covid at the time, so may not bother again this year. As per usual, whatever I do will be wrong.
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