Thursday and I wakeup after being plagued by not being able to remember where someone lived. I had to get up in the middle of the night and look at my address book to finally get the searching out of my head. I knew which letter of the alphabet it started with but could get no further. Once I had got the name of the town I was able t settle down to sleep. I woke up and of course tested my self to see if I remembered he name of the town, I did. My vitals were good again and so I set about checking my messages and emails. Amongst them was one from my energy supplier telling me they were upping my direct debt in December by thirty pounds. Probably time to get the thick jumpers out and to use electricity rather than gas as its cheaper per unit. This is my last chance to train before going away tomorrow to visit my youngest daughter and her family so I get up, take my morning meds and set the dishwasher going, which now seems to be okay.
Once in the garage I strap in to the rower, set myself for 445 minutes and get under way. I feel a bit sluggish but seem to be ab le to pick up the pace a bit as the session goes on. 9 kilometres seemed beyond me at one point but I made an effort over the last few minutes and pulled my deficit back so I made it 9 kilometres two days running. This earns me a day or twos rest.
I record the session in my journal and then set about up dating my blood pressure and vitals spread sheet. It takes a while to do all the data entry but eventually I get up to date and do the stats on the figures. The average blood pressure for cycle 17 has come down significantly after my hiatus with the cardio people and the interrupted chemo. Cycle 18 so far after the first week is showing the same sustained fall, which means I am managing to combat the major side effects well and also getting fitter. It gives me hope that I can get my weight down when I start phase 2 next Monday when I get into my abstinence diet where I shall cut out sweets, biscuits and other sugar ladened foods. But that is for Monday. With the life admin done I get changed and go for a late lunch with my eldest daughter.
The village pub serves reasonable food and is busy today. We order and ten chat while we wait for food to arrive, it takes a while but when it arrives it is very welcome and tastes good. My treat is a steak baguette with onions and horseradish. The pub fills up and gets quite noisy, which I am not sure I like anymore, I hate the having to strain to hear properly. Its no that I cannot her my daughter more that the surrounding noise is intrusive. We finish our meal, pay and leave then head for the co-op to get a paper so I can do the cross words. The news content does not interest me much and I skim over it, its mostly right wing bleating about the budget and people sharing things about themselves that I have no wish to know about. Once home I dash through the crosswords, pleased that I do not need Google and that I get to use the word Squab (baby Pidgeon). With that done I clear the kitchen so my partner can prepare tea and I start to draft the blog. On checking my fitness App on the phone it would appear I am all good except my weight, here I am really not good, so it is timely that I have timetable my next phase for Monday.
My evening will be some reading and TV and beating off any one who tries to mug me for candy, this being Halloween. There is one thing I will do and that’s raise a small glass in memory of a friend and colleague who passed five years ago. I think it is import to keep his ripples going. Then it will be meds and bed before tomorrows flurry of travel and family.
