It seems the year from hell has finally caught up with me. I’m exhausted, both physically and mentally. My body is is shot, my shoulders are permanently aching and I have a never ending nagging headache. Add on to the fact my normal good humour is lacking and you can see why today and tomorrow morning can’t go quickly enough. The “can’t be arsed” attitude has landed.
My extra excercise came crashing to a halt also so it’s just been sporadic pedals indispersed with commuting.
That’s the downer out of the way. I’m trusting that the week and a half off, including a visit to my folks in Wales will sort me out.
But, the running and excercises will be starting again after my holiday. This time with a training partner. My daughter Fay. She has plans to go in the RAF so she needs to be fit. Those of us who have served will know if you’re fit then everything else is easier and it’s a route to instant kudos with the troops. So if she’s lucky enough to get in, she’ll be as fit as a butcher’s dog when she does.
I’m looking forward to having company!