But I’m totally not liking it when it’s arrived so suddenly. In September!
I hadn’t seen anyone from my old triathlon club—Pheonix Triathlon—in over six months. In the last week, I ran into three of them! The cooler weather and beautiful autumn colours must have drawn the Phoenixes out of hibernation (aka the gym :) )
Chewie and I met Kate Fargus last Sunday at the far end of Sandy lane. I didn’t recognise her, but she called out to say hello to Chewie. It took me a few minutes (after I left her) to remember her first name. I only remembered her last name after Koldo helped me out later in the week.
Saw Graham French on Wednesday as he flew down the hill while we were running uphill on the trail home from Sandy lane. He lives in my part of town, so it wasn’t much of a surprise to see him running our trails.
We met Koldo Loidi, one of the friendliest Phoenixers, on our backyard gravel path during Friday’s run. It was about 5°C and he was running in a thin tee and shorts; I was clad in my new full-sleeve running jacket. He admired Chewie, and suggested catching up in town sometime. It was his 50th birthday that day, and he seemed to be enjoying it out on the beautiful trails.
Hope to catch some more of the friendlier Phoenixers out on the trails as I increase the miles over winter.
Weight is down. At 77.4 Kg, it’s the lowest it’s been since December 2017, and within touching distance of the all time grown-up low in early 2015.
I’m running again. 5 consecutive days after 3 dreary runs in 3 weeks.
I’m working. It’s hard and happy work. Just the kind that drives me crazy yet leaves me happy.
I’m reading. I’ve run out of things to watch on TV so have been happily spending evenings reading in bed.
The boy is sleeping with me again. He comes and snuggles up while I’m reading. He even forced R to open the doors to come to me last night. And again this morning.
Autumn is at its most beautiful. I get to enjoy it everyday on my runs.
I’m listening to music that I like.
And, it’s sunny today. People outside northern Europe won’t understand how valuable is a sunny November morning :)
Today is Autumn equinox, the traditional start of Autumn up here. The weather makers seem to be well informed of the dates.
We had beautifully sunny weather all of last week. Then yesterday it rained on most of our run. Now there’s a forecast of rain for this whole week.
It’s getting chilly in the night. I’ll take out one of my duvets this week.
It’s getting darker in the mornings. I can keep the south-facing window in front of my desk open all morning—seeing the slowly shades turn from black to dark blue black, then through various shades black and blue, into bright blue. Or if it’s cloudy, into a dull light blueish grey.
The leaves had already started turning colour. It’ll still be a month or more before the autumnal colours really shine but the shades are already visible occasionally.
The garden has noticed as well. There aren’t as many apples on the tree as before. The petunias are almost gone. Berries are fully ripe, which means they’ll soon start turning black and dry. The begonias are still thriving but the geraniums have reduced flowering. And the grass in the backyard never fully loses the moistness from the morning dew.
One of the good bits about autumn—apart from the beautiful colours and dark mornings—is that it’s my favourite running weather again. I don’t need to care about the warm and hot days. It’s the season of running in cool fresh air, with an occasional shower and often lots of mud. The runs will be harder—summer’s hard ground provides better support than the muddy or boggy autumnal trails. But the runs will also be far more pleasant. Continue reading Welcome Autumn
Dreary grey & gloomy morning
No warm humans
Step by step deeper into the ravine
The clocks moved back this weekend. There’s more empty, or yellow branches on trees than green ones. The temperature gauge spends more time below 10°C than above it. And I’ve started running and spinning again.
Winter is coming.