Sunday and I wake up to frost adn cold. I settle down to read American Gods while my partner brings me coffee. We lay in and I read until we are both hungry. We get up and eat breakfast, I take my meds and then we ring our youngest daughter to catch up. There is a flurry of domestic doing, such as washing and dishes and then I am getting ready to go to the gym.

At the gym I get in to my kit and go looking for a cross trainer. To my chagrin there are none available and so I settle for a recumbent cycle. My intention is to do a short gentle session, a lazy Sunday session to just keep me ticking over. It goes to plan and 35 minutes later I am relaxing and thinking about a few weights.

I wander over to the mats by the mirror wall and select some weights to use. In checking my Fitbit app on the phone I manage to take a picture of myself. Its not a pretty sight but I was coming to the end of my clean training gear.

The weights session turns out to be a revelation. I find I can still do some of the sets but when I get down on the mat to do some floor work I have a surprise. It is painful to lay flat on my back and I cannot lift the weights bar from above my head when I am flat out. I’ve clearly stiffened over the last couple of years and I need to begin to get some stretching done on a regular basis, perhaps yoga and I need to get more weight work into my routine. It makes me wonder about more core work. Of course the paranoid fantasy is that as I age I develop a curvature of the spine.

I finish my mat session and then head for the shower and end up with that gratifying clean and warm feeling. In the club lounge I sip coffee while waiting for my partner. On the drive home we try to check the tyres but the air line is not working at the garage, so we just return. I sort my washing and settle down to watch a rugby match having done a crossword. The evening gets going with a meal and then I draft the blog as the usual Saturday night programmes roll on. Of course it all moves towards Happy Valley and football highlights.

The coming week is going to be an interesting one with the highlight being the oncology review. It could be that Tuesday will be the last ROCKET DAY as I move to another phase or not. I shall see what comes my way and adapt appropriately. Onward and with direction.