Flagging

I decided against the local running club's new season opener this morning although did drag myself out between torrential downpours to get some miles in.

I then seemed to spend a lot of the day sorting multiple clean, dirty and drying piles of laundry.

Back on one of my favourite horses later this afternoon where it was also good to see my friend, the one who broke a bone in her back in a fall in the spring, back riding at last.

I'm flagging a bit now and looking forward to dinner (chilli) and a lazy tellybox evening