A while since my last blog, thought I'd give my few regular readers a holiday. Still trying to shake off the tonsilitis which I came down with on my last blog entry. Been a fortnight now and it's starting to drive me mental.
My mum broke her ankle, so I've had to be the dutiful son and make the 66mile round trip to visit her and get shopping etc for her. My brothers live closer but they're useless.
Went up to Scotland last week and managed got 3 nights in a quality static caravan (believe me, it is nice....for a caravan) for £20 - got it that cheap through a friend of a friend type thing. I arranged it as a surprise long weekend for me and the missus. When I mentioned it to her, she kindly let me know that she'd arranged to go visit her Mum & Dad that weekend but had forgotten to tell me. So I invited Bob the neighbour and off we went for a lads weekend.
We stayed at a caravan park in Kirkpatrick Fleming, right above Bruce's Cove where apparently Robert the Bruce hid when he was on the run from the English - judging by the state of it inside he must have had a liking for Walkers Cheese and Onion crips.
After travelling up on Thursday, we set off for a walk on Friday morning to climb over the Grey Mare's Tail and do a decent circular route. It was a bit of a fucker to get up, as this was my first proper bit of exercise since my op and all seems well with the old hernia, so plenty more walks & exercise coming up. I do think that there is a correlation between your level of physical fitness and mental fitness.
The day after a decent work out I always seem to be fresher when donking away at the tables - maybe it's just be - but healthy body = healthy mind.
Scotland was a good craic with plenty of beer consumed and plenty of places visited - I even managed to get internet access on my laptop in the caravan - only at dial-up speed (which made it painful) - but I managed to have a couple of late night games and added more profit onto my April total.
I went for a 4 mile walk with the missus last night in a place called Barley, which we would have found a lot sooner if the AA routeplanner had not sent us down a dead-end road. The guide for the walk last night said it was a 1hr 30m walk, I was pretty chuffed at storming through it in 45mins (must have some fitness left over). Last night was a dummy run for Saturday morning when my mate's coming over and we're going to tackle Pendle Hill, which at over 1800ft high, is pretty fucking big.
I'm hopeful I should be able to hit the tables pretty hard tonight and tomorrow night and my target is to get the April profit up to $400 from the $281 which it currently stands at.
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