Tuesday and its back to work for the household and back to the Shed for me. After a brief breakfast and meds, I go to the Shed for the morning. I spent the morning writing letters to friends. I also Tweeted for the first time. Or at least I think I did. I caste into the unknown my “Nature” poem that I put into yesterday’s blog. No response as far as I can see, however I have no idea how the platform works. By lunchtime I was ready to post my letters and to lunch with my partner. In the afternoon I took the plunge and ordered a replacement for my lost seal ring. At the same time my partner was trying to book a holiday for next summer, but the bargain price turned out to be unavailable as the owner wanted to up the price significantly. We declined and I set about seeing if the apartment we stayed in this year was available. It turns out that it was and so I book it and save us a grand.

By the time this is all sorted out I am feeling less than chipper and delay training. Instead, I check the hedgehog canteen and find the food has been eaten so I replace it. I am hoping that our hog is getting back into a regular routine of eating each night. I rest a bit by doing a crossword until my partner ends work and we go out to buy her mother’s birthday card and present. We return to a simple tea, and I settle down to watch football. My team manages to grab a draw at the very end of the game. I settle down to draft the blog and promise myself that I will train tomorrow as a priority. I have supper, take my meds and retire for the night. It’s been another prosaic day in the life of someone living with cancer, it seems bizarrely normal, and I am beginning to wonder what I am ignoring and what it is that I have internalised as “normal” which in fact is not. I need to maintain my sense of urgency to keep in the fight. Complacency is my biggest enemy.