Daylight saving

It is the same every year, well twice a year actually. The weirdness of the first day after daylight saving starts or ends. Today was my sleep in day and I actually did which is unheard of. Of course Nic was up at 5.45 full of beans. However, he did keep a low profile after a honey sandwich and a screaming fit over a large mosquito in the toilet. I had no energy today and just wafted about the house and garden pathetically moving things about and weeding tiny pieces of the garden. Highlight of the day was a walk around Hagley Park in the late afternoon. Nic had his bike and we just pounded on behind him.

So I did get to do a couple of the things I dreamed of for the weekend. However, no leaf shuffling as it is a bit early in the season for mountains of leaves. Lovely to be out and about with all the other families and walkers, bikers and tourists. Very pleasant. Yesterday I got to soak in the pools at Hanmer after a 4 hour rain soaked session watching mad people racing in the 12 hour mountain bike race. It was fun to watch and support friends and family. We felt a little guilty slinking off to the warmth of the pools but thought being there to support in the first place was the key thing to focus on. Simon and his team were 18th in their section and Cath (above) was 2nd in hers. Even though the 12 hours race was downgraded to 8 hours, that is still bloody impressive. 8 hours racing in the mud and rain. Madness. Would love to have a go one day though. Something to look forward to.