Mud! Glorious Mud!

It may be too early to say it but I do feel that my desire for food is lessening. I weighed myself today I have lost 10lbs since I started weighing myself. I am trying not to sound smug about it. After all it's my body, my mind and a little extra help that has done it. I am just a bystander.

I went for a walk yesterday, no surprise there. I decided to go on the longer trail. This involved walking past the weir into unknown territory. The path way was muddy- very muddy but as i had my walking boots on I sloshed through the mud with glee. It took me back to a wet school trip where we all went on a walk the day after heavy rain in our wellies. There is something great about mud under your feet when you know it wont get into your socks. Lots of people passed in each direction and we commented briefly on the mud before moving on.

On the way back it snowed. It looked like I'd be lost in a field at one point but I continued to walk where I thought the path was and my instincts were right. After passing a very boggy bit I realised that the path actually took me across railway lines. Surely It was wrong? But no there was a style onto the lines and a small sign which read "Stop, look and listen". Useful. It seemed like a metaphor for life. So moving quickly and carefully I crossed the lines. I must point out to people of a worrying constitution that the line was not electrocuted so I could pass in relative safety. It just felt so wrong. When I was a child my parents would joke. Go play on the motorway! Go play on the rail way lines! And here way I achieving it!

I returned home with legs caked in mud, sweaty and pink cheeked. I'm rather enjoying myself....