Trying to keep fit physically sometimes feels like a fight for me. Though I think mind are body are one,  it is still easy when contemplating a course of getting fitter to split off one from the other. There are days when the simplest of acts, ....opening the outside door, stepping over the threshhold might just as well be Mount Everest.....and I retreat. Facing North my house never gives an accurate hint to what the weather is like. The pre war chimney well stages a scene from Wuthering Heights every time there is a breeze,

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