Starlight pricks through the black curtain across the sky. There’s not a sound on the air except my feet patting the bitumen as I run through our neighbourhood. It’s still dark when I hit the gravel road. So dark that I can see the orange glow of the street lights that are a whole kilometre away and over a small hill. I crunch along the gravel at a nice slow pace.
There’s almost no sign of life until after the turnaround point when the kookooburras start to laugh. Suddenly the world starts to come alive. Other birds start to sing. The horizon starts to grow lighter. I see first one, then two and more cars driving down the road.
By the time I am home the sun has climbed higher into the heavens and the day is bright. Despite having lived here all my life, I am always surprised that the transition from day-to-night and night-to-day is completed within 15 minutes.
Total: 11.5km road run
I’m such a sensible man … not
I have the day off today to spend time with my partner (she’s a shift / weekend worker). We started our day with a delightful 5km walk around our neighbourhood. It’s a fantastic chance for us to catch up on all we’ve missed in the week that we’ve been like ships passing through the night.
The wallaby that lives in our street
Thanks to my new digital camera, I managed to capture a photo of the wallaby that lives in our street. I think it’s the first wallaby / kangaroo photo I’ve managed to share here on this Australian blog.
A “poop tree”
It’s winter so the wattles are starting to bloom and the old wattles are starting to grow “poop”. I know there’s probably a scientific and botanical explanation for these ugly growths but to me they’ve always made me think of “poop” so I call these trees “poop trees”. I couldn’t resist taking a photo.
The scrub turkey’s nest
We have a scrub turkey who is building a nest. Last year he built a mammoth mound but didn’t have any success in breeding (though we do believe he might have found a mate). This year he’s trying again. Scrub turkeys build big mounds of leaf litter and bark. The turkeys themselves aren’t that big, last year, this bird’s mound was about 60cm (2′) high and 3m (10′) across.
The leaf litter the scrub turkey is stealing for his nest
To create his mound, the scrub turkey ‘steals’ leaf litter and mulch from far and wide. All the leaf litter on the path has been scratched there by our local turkey and will all find its way onto the mount. Last year, the turkey took mulch from the gardens across the road from here and scratched it all the way across to it’s nest too.
Total: 5km walk
Mum and I went bushwalking near home this morning. The birds were singing in the trees and the creeks were running clear.
But the bush was also alive with creepy crawlies like spiders, mosquitoes and this giant worm.
I upped the weight in my pack to 13kg this morning by throwing some of my motorbike gear into it. I found the weight quite manageable.
Total: 6.1km bushwalk with 13kg pack
During university orientation last week our lecturers said that we would have to decide what we’re going to give up to make space in our lives for study. It’s something that I’ve been told at the beginning of every course and still it takes me by surprise when I realise just how much work is involved in university study (and I’m not even a high-achieving student).
Yesterday I had the day off work. I had hoped to hit the road for a 2-3 hour bicycle ride. However, I also had 2-3 hours of readings to complete for one of my units (Literacy at Work), then I had classes from 4pm – 8pm. Normally, I would have completed the readings earlier but they weren’t available until the weekend and I’d been too busy doing additional readings.
So, my 2-3 hour bicycle ride became the first casualty of my new life as a full-time worker and part-time student. But I am committed to my health, so I made time during the day for a short 35km spin.
The air smelled damp and muddy as I rode through the Logan River flood plains. All around me the earth has become saturated so water is now sitting on the surface or expanding beyond the boundaries of creeks and dams.
Trees and clouds reflect on the surface of the dark brown water. There’s beauty in everything natural, even when the same natural phenomenon are annoying, frustrating and inconvenient.
I felt flat during the ride. Though that’s probably a feature of my running out of testosterone tablets and not being organised enough to buy a new packet on time. And the challenge of finding a new routine now that I’ve added both university study and Scout leadership to my schedule will have something to do with the fatigue too.
Total: 35.2km road cycle
Posted in Cycling
Tagged Cycling, nature
It’s tempting to complain about all the rain we’ve been having lately but that would be silly. The wet season usually runs from mid-January through to mid-March and this year it’s been a doozy. We’ve had about 150mm of rain fall in the past 48 hours on top of all the rain we’ve already had.
It meant that my trail run this morning was a slosh-fest. Fortunately for me (but unfortunately for the bush), the recent rains have already washed the mud away so the water along the trails flowed clear.
I felt tight for the first 3km of my run. Especially in my left ankle and calf. I suspect it’s fatigue from all the hill climbing on Saturday night. But once I got going and started to relax, I felt a lot better and enjoyed my run.
After running a loop I got back to my car at 7.2km but decided to practice some discipline and ran an extra 800m up and down the road to finish with an 8km (5mile) run.
Total: 8km trail run.
Team Whoops Witch Way are back to our usual Wednesday night running schedule after last week’s deviation on the pool ponies. We worked hard tonight, running a hilly 9.4km. While the moon is full, it was hidden behind the clouds so the bush was dark as we wound our way along technical single tracks. The exercise was made more challenging by the two huge gum trees that had crashed down across the trails during the weekend’s storms. The rain also had the toads out in force; their beady little eyes reflecting green under our head torches.
Total: 9.4km night trail run