Walking...
Jan. 26th, 2011 06:09 pmTwo nice things today.
The first was that after picking up my weekly comics at the Silver Snail (a sizable pile), I had half an hour to kill before meeting
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commodorified, and I wondered whether I could walk to the Main Branch library to return my books and still be at the Bridgehead at Gilmour and Bank in time. I decided to give it a try.I did it, give or take a couple of minutes.
The great thing was, it was snowing, and not really easy walking - the ground was cold, slippery, greasy with sand and ice, and I found myself grumbling internally about it being difficult walking, but I was continuing at a fair clip - and then realized I wasn't scared. My fear of falling has eased.
Not, you understand, that I have any intent of taking chances.
And then at home I found myself with half an hour to spare before making supper, and I decided I wanted to spent it on the treadmill. Woo. I think this means I'm actually starting to like exercise. Bring it on!
While on the treadmill, with a new compilation of music and miscellanea on my Blackberry, oneo f the random tracks was the very beginning of Terry Pratchett's Making Money. It was lovely. Then the thing played music again, but the snippet was enough to hook me. I think I know what I'll be listening to on the treadmill for the next while.
As good as many of Terry Pratchett's books are, I think I like them even better when read aloud. And that's a rare thing.
