Yesterday, the first guaranteed day of sunshine in forever, we planned a family day out.. and went to Branscombe.
Beautiful place, with a long shingle beach, which we walked all the way along to the headland, which was tiring, but broken up by the need to search for stones with holes in, typical of flint beaches (lots) and fossils (a few bivalves)
Then back along the cliff top – completely different kind of tiring – replacing ankle turning knee busting shingle for cardio workout hills (- and I had told himself I was well enough for a ‘bit of an amble..’)
Then home fresh faced with the happy glow of having got some exercise, felt the sun on our skin (if just faces) and good family time. And obviously seized up and achy.. but it was worth it.