Pangs

It’s always a strange feeling sending the wee ones off to school on a Friday morning.

It usually means that they won’t be with me for the weekend, which is strange combination of “Yes! I have two days to myself/No! I’m really going to miss them”. I’ve been doing this in one form or another for around sixteen years now and still get those pangs. Some things never change, I guess…..?

Work was a little stressful (I loathe coming into something halfway through - it’s like picking up a novel and starting in the middle), but mainly OK and I was able to squeeze in the now obligatory lunchtime walk whilst catching a few stray rays - lot colder today though!

Must confess that post-run & football, the ol’ hamstrings and thighs were delivering a few pangs of pain too, but hopefully they will ease up over the next day or so.

Finished off the week with a cheeky beer with the BIL and after taking this one on my way home, an early night.

Ready for the weekend!