DVT DAY 297

Wednesday, I’m up, I’m in my training gear and ready to go and then the bloody jigsaw got me. Now I know this sounds sad but I got hooked and before I know it it’s gone two o’clock. How did that happen? I’m starving so its time for a bacon bagel and a drink to wash the drugs down. Even after refreshment I cannot resist pressing on with the green bits with stars, it’s obsessional and this jigsaw is a beast.

Eventually I get to go to the garage to train. 30 minutes on the rower was the target. I step into the garage and check the temperature.

Bloody cold is the answer so I keep all my layers on and try to put the cold out of mind by listening to calming music over my head phones. I press on and make the 30 minutes. Not as far as last time but I was conscious of being in danger if pulling muscles in these cold conditions.
I’m knackered and treat myself to a diet coke before dinner, which my partner cooks, my turn tomorrow. before I can watch the news I get a text from HMGov telling me that now I am in tier 4 I should “Shield”, so I am back to being a leper. I watch the news later and note the grim figures. The only spark of light is the new vaccine. I begin to wonder if I will be offered the vaccine when I go for my 28 day injection and B12 jab on the 4th of January, but I very much doubt it, as I think I am still not old enough or important enough to be at the head of the queue.
I escape to watch a boring goalless football match and then settle down to more TV news and to write the blog. My priority is to avoid that bloody jigsaw and have an early night. Tomorrow is the day I do my tax return. Its a day that every year I loathe but my conscience feels the benefit when its done. On the day we leave the EU I just hope my taxes will be spent wisely, compassionately and productively for the majority.


