Resuscitation

I spend my lunchtime hobbling around Sainsbury after yesterday’s half marathon. L is having to use the steps to get in and out of the pool and she didn’t run. Good job she didn’t run.

The Manchester Marathon was also yesterday. L’s friend did it and my physio did it. Brilliant race apparently but the baggage queues were even worse than at Sheffield. Three hour wait apparently! Not good. My body locked up after a fifteen minute wait at Sheffield. I'd need to have to be resuscitated after three hours.

 

Later I head off for some wet dogging while L heads off for a curry.

(Monday 11^th April)