Sunday, a warm drink to start the day and then breakfast. My morning is spent printing out a work book and evidence related to a TC accreditation visit I am doing in November. Its interesting the way various services have adapted to COVID and tried to maintain their central values and procedures. We try to ring our eldest daughter for our usual Sunday chat but find she is “in the forest” and the signal there is poor so she says that she will ring us back. We work our way towards going to the gym in the afternoon. I spend an hour on a reclining bike and then do a few weights for my arms. I burn 577 calories off before indulging in a long and hot shower. Then its home and the usual evening. Tea followed by Strictly results show and then I settle down to read more of Deadman Walking. I continue to be impressed by Kevin Webbers running achievements and his determination to keep having challenges and goals to work towards. The book is full of the details of the pains and achievements of he races but what stands out to me is the constant worry about PSA level. That really chimes with me. I also note that his oncologist has his bloods done on a monthly basis, the very thing I asked for that the medics have refused to do. Medical insurance or sloppy practice, dependant on the medication, or medical expectation is my question. I get tired of the reading and write the blog.