The other day I bought myself a pedometer, in an attempt to do the recommended 10,000 steps per day, and yesterday was the first time I seriously tried it out. Yesterday was also the day that Gonzalo made his/her appearance, having crossed the Atlantic at hurricane speed.
7 am. Having been up and about since 6.30, the pedometer hasn't yet really had much work to do
and outside the rain clouds are racing but the new moon peaks briefly through
8 am. Spent most of the last hour at my desk
and it looks as if some better weather is approaching from the North West
9 am. Some light household chores have kept me on my feet
and the rain clouds have blown away, leaving the decking damp and shiny
10 am. The continuing delight of light housework keeps me on my feet
and the indoor temperature fluctuates from 19C in the hallway to 22C in the conservatory
11 am. Just back from a walk down to the post office and back via Pidl (not a typo, but our nickname for our local cheapy shop),
to be greeted by bright sunshine streaming through the kitchen window
Midday, after an hour or so putting shopping away, then doing a bit of beta reading
it's still very, very windy outside, next-door's ornamental cherry tree usually drapes itself gently over our fence.
1 pm. A leisurely lunchtime, so sitting down for a good part of the hour
and outside the wind still blows, but the sky is beautifully blue with white fluffy clouds, looking just like a summer's day.
2 pm. More light household duties and a bit more beta reading
but outside it's becoming quite squally, and on the news we hear that in London a lady is killed by a falling tree, travel conditions are bad, ferries are unable to dock and things are generally a bit scary.
3 pm. I've been doing the ironing, I do this standing up in the TV room, usually listening to music of some sort and perhaps doing a bit of dancing on the spot,
while outside the clouds are hurtling by again, and it's currently raining, although not much.
4 pm. Time to start thinking about tea preparation, so my final check on steps
and weather - as you can see the little dangley thing in our neighbours garden is trying very hard to escape from its moorings and the tops of the bushes are bowing over as if trying to help.
The final pedometer reading at bedtime was 4941, but experimentation showed me that it was under-registering by about 20%, so I'm guessing that my actual step count was something in the region of 6,000, which leads me to conclude that there are not enough hours in the day for me to achieve the suggested 10,000 count.
Gonzalo continued to huff and puff his way through the early part of the night, but has now gone, and all is still.