The period of Lent this year runs between 6 March and 18 April. Almost every year I give up something for that period. Only once have I failed. Normally I have given up chocolate, which I find difficult only for the first few and the last few days. Last year I gave up using lifts, and felt the benefit, though not so much as to permanently take the stairs post-Lent. The one time I failed was when I gave up puns and pedantry, and I lasted precisely two days, well actually not, precisely one day 14 hours and 6 minutes, failing at the start of a 2pm meeting on the Thursday.
So what for 2019? I have thought about coffee but, this is the problem. I love my coffee, and am not especially fussy, though Tesco Value (blue stripy) coffee did severely test my taste buds a while back. I find coffee a good pick-me-up when I am walking, but the Lent period covers the whole time of this 3 Sites Challenge (18 March to 9 April). I may be able to give up coffee for that time, but I wouldn’t commit to complete deprivation just in case I was to really need one on a difficult day. No, I’ve decided. I’ve made a decision. Acting out the rarely seen ‘Red’ part of my Insights profile. I am giving up Lent for Lent this year.
I wasn’t about to give up my coffee today on my first walk for two weeks. I do love people watching, or people listening, during coffee breaks but there wasn’t much on offer today, I’m afraid. A couple were struggling to control the behaviour of their young child (3 or 4 years old) and kept telling them to “calm down / sit down and drink your coffee”. I didn’t have the heart to suggest that they perhaps should have given them some Red Bull or a packet of Magic E-Numbers instead. But that apart, a relatively quiet 25 minutes sipping my latte reading the paper, oh, and just for once, a slice of overpriced but tasty cake.
Pleased with 18 miles given I’m getting over a cold and feel ready to step back up to the 20+ mile mark next weekend. I’m at the point too of needing new boots; the current pair have been fantastic but starting to show sufficient signs of wear to merit a new pair in readiness for the challenge ahead. They have been so good that I am going to take them back to the shop and ask for “another pair of these please”. There must be a business in replacing soles on walking shoes and boots, surely somewhere, because that’s all I really need, a re-soled rather than a re-sold pair. Whichever way, I will have to, er, foot the bill.
No, I’m not giving up puns for Lent…….