Thursday 22nd January 2026

It's Thursday again, so up with the larks and cats so to drink coffee and be awake enough to drive us to Whitfield at six for another cycling session.

I won't lie, things are going well. I have a pair of jeans on that a week ago was tight, and now are not so. Small wins, but the weight loss and fitness carries on apace.

Thing is, each morning I read old blog posts from the last seven years, and for the most part they mention having a bad back, so bad at times it stopped me from doing phys. Thing is, for the last three months, no back pain.

Of course you don't notice it going at first, its just after walking for an hour and the lack of pain registers. As does the need I had to take regular stops on benches and walls, they are no longer needed.

When people ask how things are going, or how I am, I tell them, I am in rude health, and feel like i'm getting better every day.

And all it has taken is me getting up early and heading to the gym, to do phys but to listen to podcasts or music.

And then as we finish and are walking to the car, many more are walking the other way to start their phys.

Then to Tesco for some gathering. We seem to get all what we needed and it come to less than expected, which was a pleasant surprise.

And back home for brews and breakfast before quarter to eight.

So, enough of the good news.

Jools has to be in town at nine, so I stay home and do whatever it is I do all day. I do have a shower and shave, and once I am all dressed in clean clothes, I get the vacuum out and give the living room a tickle, and thus upsetting every cat in the house.

It is another of those dull and drizzly days, meaning there was no going out for a walk or flower snapping.

Lunch was katsu curry and chicken with noodles. And there was oodles and oodles of noodles and vegetables.

Which was nice.

And being a phys day meant I could have booze, so finished up the bottle of wine.

Which meant trying to stay awake through the afternoon.

For the evening we started to rewatch Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy, with Alec Guinness.

The period details even with low production values are wonderful. Like a fine wine, something to savour.

And that was your Thursday.