Sorry, but I'm still not sick of this... even if you are! Normal service will be resumed when I've got a bit of thinking space.
‘Good’, says my dear friend, Jill, when I tell her that Storm Ciara means the Llanelli Half Marathon has been postponed. ‘My guardian angel is working overtime!’. Jill’s guardian angel has indeed been very busy looking after her and her loved ones lately, so I’m impressed that she’s squeezed in a few extra hours to whip up a storm which will give me another four weeks to recover from my accident before I race. Bit tough on everyone else being battered by strong winds, of course, but yes, part of me is relieved. Llanelli’s one of my favourite races so I was reluctant to pull out, but a bit daunted by the prospect of running 13.1 miles just at the moment. My ribs have stopped clicking at last, but I’m afraid to sneeze without holding tight to the damaged area. So far as getting back to normal goes, my chipped front tooth has been repaired and most of my traumatised teeth have survived a ‘vitality test’ with electric pulp testing … which I have to say doesn’t half make you jump....
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I'm not getting sick of it I'm afraid. I keep going back and playing about as it's just too much fun.
Enjoy that coastal walk!
I will. Hehe!
Jeanne
Cait, you know, if you keep saying that it will only make me do it again!
Pip, good. Sanity a bit thin on the ground at the mo - and I love the pictures!
LBD - go on, just think what you could do with WWFMTDTWW!
Cottage Garden, you know I really should quit whilst the going is good-ish!