Perhaps it was the monotony of being dumped in the boot of the car at Sainsburys but was there really any need for the Lad to jump out of the car and attack a passing Saluki once he got home? I don’t think so.
Monday cycling is spent behind a real live Derny motorbike and is therefore very fast and bloody hard work.
L spends two days WFH but is then duped into going into work on Wednesday and is annoyed when her boss doesn’t show up until gone 2pm. I am out in Derby later in the Alexandra and the Viceroy where I force myself to have a milder curry as the spicier ones seem to be too much for me these days.
L is counting down to her final PT session at JD Gym. She has two sessions this week and then two next week, then that’s it. Well, apart from the fact he’s taking the sessions online and she said she’d give that a go but I think she’s just being courteous.
She is in Derby as usual on Thursday while on Friday I take my Dad to a hospital appointment where they think his lack of mobility could be a stroke in his lower back. They say they will book him in for a scan while making it clear there’s not likely to be a magic cure.
On Saturday we Parkrun at Forest Rec which is my 199th. Then there’s a match at 12:30 against Millwall. I pop over to see my Dad, who isn’t going so I’m back in my usual seat, and put the match on TV for him. I then go back afterwards after Derby lose in the last minute. In the evening we’re in the Plough.
On Sunday we do a training run at Colwick where we run the parkrun course and a bit more with the Lad, a total of 6.8k.
(Sunday 23rd February)
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