The Bad Thursday Logicality

So tomorrow's Good Friday. Which would make a certain sense of this being Bad Thursday. Or "Not-Quite-So-Good-As-Had-Been-Hoped" Thursday, at least.

Went walking with Ma round the lake this morning, but after barely a revolution and a half, I cried uncle and quit it. There seemed to be too much on my mind, and too much on my Beanstalk List, to give any thought to the busines of going round and round the frozen lake until we were dizzy.

So - something of an exercise failure there. A large cereal breakfast added to the sense of failure, though a light-ish lunch helped feel like balance was restored.

d called to say that with all the work I've been doing, she's pretty much forgotten what I look like by daylight, so could we have dinner out together? That seemed only fair, so we met at Nandos and had a cheap and cheerful chicken dinner. After which, it only seemed right to make it Date Night, and go see a movie too. So that's what we did.

In all, while Date Night was fun, and at least one big Beanstalk branch and a few leaves have been hacked off the lis, the exercise failure still leaves a taste in the mouth of  "Not-Quite-So-Good-As-Had-Been-Hoped" Thursday. Ah well - on to "At-Least-Slightly-Better" Friday, we hope...