It’s again very damp on the bike today but still great fun. Well apart
from my dodgy brakes obviously.
Pub lunch today, of which L says she’s very jealous. They have a Smoked
Porter on. Yum. She wouldn’t have been jealous of that.
I get hammered 0-5 at squash and fall on wrist, injuring it.
Yes another injury but at least I have the sense to fall on my none-playing
hand. I did consider hitting the ground with my elbow but thought that might
hurt even more. It’s funny how you get time to make these choices as disaster befalls
you.
I’m also still wheezing like a cart horse, an old injured one
that is.
(Thursday 27th November)
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