The Tuesday that was like a Monday

 Hi,

What a funny old day. The rain came and went. The wind came and went. I ended up riding home and avoiding too much wind and rain. Had Jesper at work check the rain radar and saw my window of opportunity and rode with it!

Work iced latte - because I needed it

Another coat on the stairs

Got home and sorted a few things out. Made porridge. Started a dough. Made some pasta from leftovers. And then got stuck into the second coat on the stairs.

Mike got home after his run after work and made himself tea (same leftovers) and played with the cats. Then he took the cats downstairs via the outside steps. Smudge tolerated this really unusual behaviour. But while he was talking to me from the bottom of the stairs and I had finished and was surveying my handiwork from the top, Smudge escaped from the downstairs and started padding up the stairs.

She was so funny. Obviously sticky underfoot. And both humans watching her - one at the bottom and one at the top. Not typical for Smudge at all. Anyway, she decided to continue up. And we frantically peered at the stairs to see if there were tiny paw prints. There were not. Phew!

Eventually, after my dough stretching, I came downstairs (via the outside). And we went to bed with just Moxley downstairs. But then Smudge decided to come and scratch on our door, having braved the slightly tacky stairs once more. In the end, both cats were in our room as we went to sleep.

Up for the morning ride in for me and PT session with Quentin. Slightly spitting. And I bumped into Maureen as I left the bike shed. So I opened the door for her and she breezed in and we went up the lift together. I headed to the gym and did deads. 90kg. 2 reps x 4 sets. Oooshhh.

After work I have planned to do a wee run with Hope. Let's see how that goes. Might also get to yoga with Juliet if I am lucky.

Enjoy your day.

Love,

Angela