It’s unavoidable. I’m having to say see you later to my beloved shorts. May was exceptionally warm this year and since May I’ve lived in nothing but shorts. As summer transitions into autumn, I’ve found myself the last few evenings out and about in alien skinny jeans or leggings. It gets dark around 8.30pm and I’m holding onto the last few warm middays of summer while I can. In shorts. I’m not ready to give them up just yet!
She’s falling under autumn fall’s pumpkin spice magic! Not this chica, cinnamon just does just fine. No pumpkin spice here. That’s as much pumpkin spice season as I get. Oh how many did pumpkin spice lovers side eyes did she just get?!
I hope you had a great weekend! My holiday week is over and it’s back to days more scheduled. P had some time off after Greece and was here the rest of the week to help sort out the apartment. The weather was perfect for it. Grey skies, dip in temps, maybe rain, maybe not until the weekend. There was the dentist, fillings (my first molar!), P’s latest thing of steam cleaning everything, just just warm enough beach siestas and I skipped the gym (what?!) for roof top workouts. My usual Saturday roof training and just one other training day. I’d planned my workouts to be gym free as I wasn’t sure how the week would go. Runs, were drizzly not melting like ice cream.
Saturday I wanted to get out the city. Thanks to Barcelona Metropolitan outside the city beach guide, there were plenty of beaches to choose from up or down the coast. We had a mini motorbike road trip to Cala de Blanes/Cala de St Francesc (cove in English) along the Coasta Brava for a dip in crystal clear water and brief sun siesta until the clouds came.
Unfortunately the cliff walk along to other beaches we wanted to explore was locked. We explored what we could before heading back. It wasn’t as busy as I thought, but I’m sure in peak season the area’s packed. While we were there, 4 ladies mostly in white and one carrying a staff walked by. I jokingly said to P they’re white wiccans. Exploring later, they were sitting in a circle with candles in a sheltered spot out the wind by the rocks. Maybe they were, maybe they weren’t, regardless if they were or weren’t, they have a great place to appreciate Mother Earth.
My stylish makeshift jumper. I did have a jumper with me, but I didn’t want to wear it as I wouldn’t feel its benefit on the motorbike back (with jacket). I sometimes do this after the beach if it’s raining and I haven’t a jumper or cardi with me. I drap my sarong or scarf around like a shawl, put my rucksack on to make sleeves. Kinda like a kimono! It works better with animal print than purple elephants and turtles!
Sunday was P’s last day before going back to the boat. He joined me on my run, 12km up the coast with some monkey bars, climbing nets and the frames on the beach. I should find out in the next few weeks if I’m running the Spartan Race. If I am, I have pick up my 30 burpee sets. I’ve slacking with them the past few weeks!
We missed any beach siesta time running. I had to catch up on planning classes (like when you’ve had all summer to do homework and leave it to the last day), but still had to get out the apartment for some air. We opted for a quick motorbike trip up to Masnou for a short walk just as the sun set and cold wind took over. I wasn’t the only one in jeans and long sleeves!
And holiday week over. Time off was fun and I’m happy to be back to a routine. I like structure or at least an outline of structure to my days. It makes you feel like you have a purpose. Greece was gorgeously warm and I took about a 1000 photos. Expect to see Greece adventures popping up in the next few weeks! Have a great week!
Pumpkin spice or had enough already? How do you deal with cabin fever? I can’t stay indoors for long. If I could I’d have an outdoor office or work in a conservatory!
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Looks at those lats! Looking strong on the monkey bars. I wonder if those ladies were wiccans? Interesting…
Around here we don’t have a choice. It’s pumpkin spice all the way, all the time.
No pumpkin spice in Spain or here in Barcelona. Instead we have street hot sweet potato stalls and churros (like a long doughnut) with stand you spoon up in hot chocolate! Sugar overload!
Since I’ve been doing more back cathletics: unassisted pull up (cough), chin up and monkey bar work, my back and shoulders are stronger (suspension training/TRX are also key!). It takes consistency! A few days off from chin ups last week, I definitely felt a drop in strength when I got back!