More so than it might be for men. I continue to traverse the canal path, observing here and there some ducks, or Moor Hens, and then a couple of swans.
Having reached as far as I had wanted to go, with the rain now increasing in its intensity, I made an about turn and retraced my foot steps, as it were.
Along the way I passed first, a cyclist, and then two runners going in the opposite direction. The latter clearly in training to improve their running skills.
I made way for them to pass me, as they did so with us exchanging greetings during the manoeuvre.
But this time ascending, rather than descending the steps to the top of the bridge, and making my way across the road to retrieve my prescription and then making my way home.
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