Under the weather

It has been a funny old weekend. I have felt a bit tired and out of sorts for much of it. I have managed to meet my walking target of 5 km per day, but it has felt like a chore and there has been little spring in my step. It could be that my energy levels have been left a bit depleted by the cold which I developed during our ski holiday, however the cold has been well and truly over for the last several days I’m glad to say, so maybe it’s not that.*
It could be the cold and snowy weather, replaced today by lashing rain, but who knows. When I popped round to see Grandma this afternoon she said that she was feeling out of sorts too, so we both decided that what we really need is Springtime! I have been sleeping a lot. We were very late to bed on Friday evening after a brilliant evening over at Heidi and Alex’s, so we were both tired the next morning. After our walk at Drumpellier I took to my bed mid Saturday afternoon (this is very unusual for me), got up for a few hours in the evening, and then slept right though to the next morning. My Mum would have said that I must have needed it. Sunday has been better but I’m still early to bed, unlike Ally who arrived home from visiting Cat in London at 10 p.m. this evening and then went straight back out again to watch the Super Bowl at a friend’s house! Oh the energy of the young!

* I am however being blamed by James for giving him the cold which he has just started today, and which in my opinion he could have picked up anywhere. In an attempt to clear my name I messaged Jamie in New Zealand to ask about timings, but he replied I could have been contagious for up to a week after developing symptoms, and that the incubation period for most respiratory viruses can be from 24 to 72 hours. Annoyingly, according to those timings I can’t quite prove that James didn’t get it from me!