under another sun

Went to the gym again this morning, but as soon I got going on the cross trainer I had to stop. The mischief I'd done myself a few days ago struck again. I felt a sudden tightening band from hips to below my navel with the raising of my legs on the trainer. So I had to content myself with a little upper body stuff, but amazing how much seems to gripe those lower muscles. I seem to be fine with walking. Lifting things immediately in front of me, such as large drying machines, not so much. All a bit frustrating though, as the cross trainer is my favourite way to exercise and I still have lots of weight to lose.  Home and Lorraine was outside doing some weeding so we did a bit of this together, which was nice. Then a supermarket shop. Lorraine off to her book coven's Burns Night, Lorraine taking some chranachan. I popped off to the Cinque Ports for a quick beer with Steve, we also popped into Steamworks, which was at its best. Good to see Steve, not having seen him since Christmas...

Up and a final listen through to the podcast before sending it back to Robin to upload.  Lorraine and I excitedly unboxing our drier, which we keep in the garage. Managed to do myself a stomach mischief while lifting it up though. Strained some muscle low down below my navel. But then the excitement of drying! Amazing to have dry laundry, without having to hang it about the house creating a miasma of semitropical dampness. In the evening a few beers a long chat and a couple of games of bones with Anton. Brighton quite quiet tonight. We also strapped on the nosebag at the Hampton. Ended the night nursing a couple of Guinnesses in The Crescent, which was absolutely empty, sitting by the fire. The young guy behind the bar put on a tape of music from around 1980 and we sat there happily shooting the breeze.  Klaudia's birthday today, and she was in Paris with her mates to celebrate. Hard to imagine that 21 years ago today I met her as a newborn.  Home at a decent time.