Woe is me.....

.....for I've been and gone and done it - again.  Friday was such a beautiful morning, dawning crisp and clear, I couldn't resist the temptation to go for a run.  I should have known better for even as I came downstairs a slight twinge in my Rt Achilles indicated things weren't as they should be. Maybe it will go off when I run, I foolishly thought to myself over a cup of coffee. At 6.05am I locked the door and was greeted by a blazing sunrise as I stepped into the lane. Out came the camera for the first unscheduled interruption. A couple hundred yards along the road and I was in some discomfort so turned into the cricket field to decide what to do. Well, take another photograph for starters, looking across to my house which I'd never before seen silhouetted against a sunrise. It had to be recorded.

 I'd never seen my house at sunrise before, not in 37 years! (Click to enlarge)

 I limped back onto the main road and instead of doing the sensible thing, like turning left to walk back home, turned right and jogged towards Castle Hill. The pain, in my Achilles just above the heel, was bearable if it didn't get worse. But I wasn't running smoothly. My Lt leg was doing most of the work whilst the Rt was being half dragged along. On reaching the summit I made an effort to run normally while passing one of the regular dog walkers but ran a different circuit to avoid seeimg her again when I could no longer keep up the pretence. After 4 miles I'd had enough. The pain was much worse than when I'd set off.

Hum, which one shall I read?

After breakfast I set off to walk two miles into town for some necessary shopping but my offending tendon had other ideas and would only allow me to hobble as far as the nearest bus stop.  So it looks like I'm being forced to rest, which doesn't go down very well at all. There's nothing worse than a runner who can't run! Besides, I'll have nothing to blog about. Ah well, I'll just have to hope it's sunny enough during the day to lie in the garden and soak up some healing ultra-violet, then bury my nose in a good running book at night.
Now, there's another problem, which of the many books?

Or I can sit and watch the birds.....

Lastly, as most people know, I love music, but in most cases the words or tune must have been rolling around in my mind for quite some time before it's real meaning starts to register. This morning I heard one that my brain resonated with from the word go - even though I don't understand the words.  A Facebook friend, Julia Chi Taylor, uses it as an alarm to get her out of bed in the morning. I'd be more inclined to lie awake enraptured by it, then happily fall asleep again. Click here to listen to the beautiful Gayatri Mantra, and enjoy..