Sunday and I wake up mid hot flush, its a really crap feeling to be starting the day with. I get up, make warm drinks, take one to my partner who is still asleep and return to the sofa to watch a women’s football match. Half time is used for breakfast and then at then end of the match my partner makes me toast.

I do not feel chipper at all so I watch another football match. By the end I am feed up with myself and get into the garden to plant the corms and bulbs my son bought me as a birthday present. I’m running out of spoons and sit and rest on the swing seat. I am surrounded by the green of the garden, which I more and more appreciate. My partner joins me and we sit and chat about where we are and our strategy for the coming months. We continue over coffee and biscuits on the swing seat until we are ready to get on with changing the beds.

My energy is going so once the chores are done I rest on the sofa till tea time. My evening dribbles by with stuff on TV until I draft the blog, and take my night meds. There is lots more to the day but I cannot raise the energy to write or reflect upon it. It is the state I am in, sluggish pixies is how I would describe it. Tomorrow is a day on which I need to train and see what happens.