Over the Bank Holiday weekend, though, I was up with the larks and the first rays of sunshine to support Bex, who was taking part in her second-ever triathlon, upgrading from her first a year ago by doubling the distance to the Olympic challenge of 1500m swim in a lake, 40km on her bike, finishing with a 10km run.
Yes, you could say she's a touch mad, but someone has to support her, so there we were! She was just doing it to enjoy it (yes, definitely slightly bonkers) and as a personal challenge, but she did incredibly well, finishing fifth of all the women competing over the same distance.
The sun was out (the only time over the whole weekend) and we were in a lovely country park so we really didn't mind the early start.
The previous weekend had been lazy all the way. What a wonderful weekend of weather it was; Olley and I had had a long-time plan to take our motorhome to Exmouth to visit some friends, one of whom was celebrating her birthday. It was the perfect weekend to camp at the seaside. We were able to park in a car park right by the marina on the entrance to the Exe estuary, paying the nightly charge to the man in the fish shop around the corner!
A highlight of the weekend was the birthday lunch we shared with our friend Alison. She had booked the Captain's Table in a stunning boutique pub/hotel in Babbacombe, and we sat above the beach with wonderful views.
We basked in the afternoon sunshine, sipped champagne and ate delicious locally-caught fish. It felt as though we were on holiday somewhere totally exotic. I suppose we were, in a way!
It makes me think how lovely it would be to live somewhere near the coast – there is something special about seeing the sea when you wake up. But at least, with the motorhome, I have the luck to be able to change the view at weekends, and explore new parts of our lovely country. I find a new favourite place every time I go somewhere new!
I hope you've managed to get away recently, even if it's just for a meal in your local pub garden!