CHEMO II DAY 76

Fight on a trip out, it never stops.

Wednesday and I am awake and sentient, so much so that I watch lecture two of the Harvard philosophy course before getting up. It Bentham and utilitarianism. The lecturer is really good and involved the students excellently, drawing out the arguments for and against and plotting out the questions to be examined in the coming lectures. With brain fed I get up for breakfast and my meds before taking my vitals (all good there) and packing for my night away seeing a Dire Straits tribute band tonight as a birthday present. I decide to train as my PSI score on my fitness app has dropped below 100. I get myself ready and go to the garage to row. I need 21 PSI point to get to a 100 total so I decide to opt for a 45 minute session. So I I row as ever cautiously for the time, burning off more than 550+ calories and managing 8795 metres, a bit below my usual normal of 9 kilometres. However it does the job as my PSI score rises to 127 and my fitness age drops a year to 51. That will do me at the moment. My personal best back in 2022 for the same duration and resistance level is a tad over 13 kilometres, so it is clear I am a long way off my peak fitness. It defines my struggle and fight, as a colleague of mine always used to say “the logic is in the arithmetic”.

After my session I record it in my journal and caste about for something to listen to before a shower and lunch. I end up with the Infinite Monkey Cage on radio. They are excellent adn funny as well as being informative. I also have a letter from a friend which I devour immediately. I love that moment when I realise I have a letter to read. I shower merrily and dry my now cascading white hair before lunch during which I indulge in another Infinite Monkey Cage episode. This one was on fungi and was quite an eye opener. With Daisy dishwasher packed my partner and I pack the car and I drive us off to Kilworth House about half an hour away to book in to the hotel. The plan is pre concert dinner in the Orangery before being golf buggy’d (exciting, reminiscent of Disney World car park) to see the show in the hotel’s concert facility in the grounds of the hotel. So before I get caught up in the whirl of excitement I draft the blog in anticipation of a reckless spoon spending evening. A good night out and ended in brandy so pictures tomorrow.

Should be so lucky