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Running Hurts

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How often do you walk or run?

I haven’t run in years, and I don’t want to. It’s hard on the boobies and I really don’t have the stamina for it.

These days, I’ll only run if I’m being chased by a madman!

I walk my dog several times a week. 30 mins, 40 mins, it depends. Longer if it’s on the beach.

I also read in my copy of “Eat For Your Type” (blood type) that people with the blood group B, are not suited to strenuous exercise. Nothing too aerobically intense… it says. I could jog slowly and gently, but I don’t want to. 

Walking is good for me and all the other Bs.

But I had guessed that already!

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My Favourite Word is…

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What’s your favorite word?

I have more than one favourite word.

I have words that I love because of their meaning.

Joy, because I like to feel joy.

Summer, because I associate it with sunshine, sandals, cool dresses, cold drinks, and ice cream.

Christmas, because I love the Christmas tree, the smell of mulled wine and mince pies, being with close family, and evenings by the fire.

Coffee – no explanation needed.

There are so many words I just love the sound of.

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Stamps in Camden Market

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Daily writing prompt
Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.
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On a very recent trip to London I visited Camden Market for the first time in my life. I wasn’t disappointed. A fabulous day out and the weather was exceptionally good too.

My 13-year-old daughter and I love rummaging in thrift shops and when we came across one in the market we were delighted with ourselves. The first thing I came across was a box of old postcards and used stamps. To say I got excited was an understatement. I pulled out the box, laid down my iced coffee, and got stuck in.

So it’s only a box of old stamps, I hear you say! More than that to me. I’m reigniting a passion for what was my childhood hobby and for the time I spent rooting around in that box, I was back there again!

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