I had thought that today I would get down to some more informational stuff. The garden, the field what the plans, half- plans and random thoughts are, but as seems to always be the case the inconsequential fights it’s way to the fore and demands attention.
It is a fact that if you have a dog like Mr Cedric you are going to have to excercise it and by pure logic get excercise yourself, but the feast of ways available to record what your doing is staggering.
As Cedric ( he’s a Lagotto by the way) gets older we go further, which means we can be more varied with route and terrain. We get home at the moment looking like some returning expedition to locate the source of a mythical river, but we always know where we’ve been thanks to my GPS watch, we know the distance (km or miles) we now the number of steps – ever increasing, we know wether we’ve set records, achieved goals we know – everything!
And to help us in our understanding the creators of all these gadgets have provided us with a useful array of sounds and vibrations. A language for fitness as it were.
And that’s how it’s been this morning an unspecific claxon mated with a vibration, a ‘claxation’ indicates you’re half way to the target your gizmo has set you even if you were unaware of the fact, and then as you approach home, maybe you can see it in the distance a radiant light emminating, the greatest sound of all – ‘tiddlypong’.
Congratulations you have achieved the target.
Ruby&Ruch 