Thursday, this is going to be short. I wake late and do my vitals and then get up and put on my training gear. I make brunch and take my meds and then get myself up for training. I strap myself onto the rower and get going very slowly.

My afternoon is once more spent working on the laptop and phone to once again re-establish my emails from BT. Its a nightmare journey of BOTS and real remote people. I do learn along the way how to surf the internet incognito. Yes there is an incognito mode. It turns out that my browsers had become over cookied and bunged up with history. So clearing all my caches and histories has helped. By the evening I am just about sorted in time to eat pie and chips and watch the last episodes of Slow Horses. I draft a quick version of the blog, take my meds and go to bed. Tomorrow must be a rest day, no training, just ordinary activity. Tomorrow everything hinges on how my partner’s mother responds to her night in hospital after her latest malaise.