It’s cold enough, but wet footpaths and socks don’t play well together.
So barefoot and purple toes it is through this morning’s exercise walk.
Views from Old Onerahi looking over town to the Western Hills.
It’s cold enough, but wet footpaths and socks don’t play well together.
So barefoot and purple toes it is through this morning’s exercise walk.
Views from Old Onerahi looking over town to the Western Hills.
Socks again against the 9-deg C cold on the routine morning exercise walk.
Maybe not strictly barefoot, but my toes don’t suffer this way.
A short walk this morning with a brewing coffee waiting at home.
My AI Projects ( including a health & activity tracker );
A wee-hours wakeup led to a late morning start with an amble around familiar parts.
Here looking South-west across the Whangarei harbour.
These bad sleep habits of late are making worse the usual figurative cold feet about travel….
Which Is scheduled for late May. For now.
This is a day to wheel out the old adage “progress, not perfection”.
A view of Pukenui Wharf on the routine morning exercise outing.
Some fishermen are already at play with the high tide, and I run across a local walking her dog.
Weather is good, and a repeat of yesterday’s afternoon swim is on the cards.
I’m back in the Far North – briefly – and this morning scene is probably the thing I’ll miss most.