An up early day today as I am off to Lincoln YMCA to talk to them about the Enabling Environment project. I have time to eat a muesli breakfast and then it’s into the car for the drive to Lincoln. I arrive in plenty of time and chat to a friend whilst I sit in the car outside the YMCA. I go in with fifteen minutes to spare to find that I am at the wrong address, apparently I need to be at the “Showroom”, which is about 3 miles away. I grab the post code and reset the satnav and hurry off. At first my satnav takes me down a one wat street that is a dead end and only plays nicely when I drive back to the river crossing. At last I arrive at the “Showroom” which really is an old car showroom that has been tuned into a café and community activity centre. It is a splendid facility with a really wizard climbing wall and boulder room, plus lots of other activity areas. I meet my colleague from the Leicester YMCA and we meet with the representative of Lincoln YMCA. The meeting was cordial and explored several issues for about two hours.
Having finished business I drove back to Leicester and headed for the gym. I found my brother in partnership (I am assuming this is the civil partnership equivalent of brother in law), sitting in the lounge. We sat and chatted over a light lunch until he needed to be away. I did the crosswords and then began to write the blog whilst waiting for my partner to arrive. When my partner arrived we headed for the machines. I burnt off 778 calories and got my 10,000 steps before getting off the machine. So a shower and we head home to bacon sandwiches and some TV football.
I’ve noticed today that I’ve got an irritating cough and a tickle in the back of my throat. This of course means I have cancer of the throat now! It’s an issue, every minor cough, ache or pang immediatiely raises the question; is this cancer or just a minor thing that will go away? There is rarely an wasy answer and all it does is sow seeds of doubt to carry with me as I get on with it. In the midst of this a friend sends me a greetings card straight from her pallet. There is always a balance in there somewhere.
Saturday will bring storm David and an old friend, as I said there is always a balance.
