2nd Sept 08
Whoever said exercise rejuvenated you when it was ‘that time of the month’ has not met me. Either that or they forgot to tell us is that it does energise you for like all of 15 minutes… Although I went running this morning, every fibre in my being was screaming blue murder at me WHY? WHY? WHY? Why are you getting me up at 5.30 in the morning? I still am not sure how I managed to get up, but come 5.45am I was out the house and plodding (no pounding this morning!) the river road with Delia. It was only a short run, just over 2km, but I eagerly looked forward to a day of promised energy. It’s 3.30pm now and I’m still waiting! Maybe if I hadn’t of gone running I’d be even more comatose now… The positive thing is that when I had finished running I wasn’t really out of breath and didn’t feel my heart was pounding all that much. I am definitely getting fitter and obviously am required to push the boundaries further.  

The streets of the Thong were exceptionally quiet this morning, hardly a soul out. Now that might not sound odd to you for 5.45am, but here most people are up at 4.30-5.00am, so today the world appear eerily sombre. The cool grey river is steadily receding, the rains dissipating slowly, meaning the days in-between are becoming pretty stifling.
I’ve been attempting to fine-tune my hammock securing skills; after an exponentially ridiculous amount of bruises, scrapes and blisters (yes, I fell out a few…) at present I have three sturdy (!?) hammocks under my house creating a splendid space to sit and receive the full benefit of any breeze. I just need more people to drop round for company… (Can you believe I just said that?!!!) Preferably people who like to talk, so I don’t have to say that much…