I took a wonderful beach walk, 3-4 miles, yesterday.
The annoying thing was that my muscles are still grumpy. I took a nap afterwards and they STILL wanted me to go to sleep at 5 pm. I made it to 6, barely.
That was the pattern I noticed when I was finishing pulmonary rehab. On the exercise days and the day after, I would sleep for twelve hours. I would have a nap and then sleep for another 8-10 hours at night. Muscle repair and ME-CFS, but still, mine is mild. I don’t have to lie in bed 23 hours a day. I am very very happy about that.
That is a tree, dead, in the first picture. Sections of cliff collapse. I always worry that I will see feet sticking out, as in the Wizard of Oz. A friend saw a whole section come down and said if he’d been 30 yards further down the beach, he would have been under it. It is sand and clay. Here is a close up of a small chunk of clay.
Here is a big section that has fallen, trees and all.
And here is a tree only part way down. I am careful on the beach, but I think sections can fall with no warning! And I worry when I see children or adults climbing partway up the cliffs. Not me.
Pain aside, you did spotted some wonders on your walk :)
It is always beautiful! King tides this week, so the beach will have big changes again.
Beautiful walk — I don’t know whether those are cliffs or semi-solid dunes. :-) There were spots on the beaches in So Cal that would fall away, scary reminders of what’s in charge.