Speaking of 'elf I extended me run smorning to 1hr 10min. In this colder wx I'm obviously gettin' more oxygen gleeblies per chestful of air. A quick calc of ISA dev x 120 shows a decrease of 1,100 ft in the usual DH at dawn. Splains the burst of athleticity I spose.
The missus relented and gave me a full-on feed for dinna which comprised a thick steak with the usual yummy trimmings and accoutrements. Home made apple pie and custard topped off the delish of the repast.
Much better than the rabbit tucker we've been having since we got back from the bush.
Tomorrow's a full day with the gardener and getting estimates for the planned gazebo out back. There's shopping that Ap needs me to do as well as some gnomes that need killing dead. I might drag out the old Enfield .303 for this purpose. Haven't fired it in anger yet since coming back from the Gulf.