IT’S summer! I can tell because the rain is warmer! And that means it’s time to go and do more walking… but I can’t.
Last week, I found myself running for a bus, which was immediately followed by keeling over halfway between the start of the run and the actual bus, while clutching my knee and making ‘nnnng!’ noises. That weird tingly numb feeling that you get when your body is trying to hide what you’ve done from your brain started to spread through my leg.
‘Ah, that’s torn it,’ I thought. How (nearly) right I was.
So I seem to have damaged my knee (it shows every sign of being a torn sprained ligament) and my knee needs lots of rest. And ‘twenty miles of coastal walking’ and ‘lots of rest’ are, it turns out, not synonymous.
So, I can’t go walking, even though I have the time and the money and, intermittently, the weather. It’s very frustrating. Bah!
Your blog is a complete joy. Your writing has reassured me more times than I can say; it’s real and you don’t give the annoying impression that everything goes “just according to plan”. I especially liked your description of your thermos of tea versus the siren voices luring you to a nearby tea shop. You’re brilliant. Thank you for writing that cheers me when I feel daunted.
Thank you; you’re very kind!
I’m always shocked and surprised to find that someone actually reads my blog – I’m aware that I tend to write a lot, and that’s not really in line with how online content is consumed these days. But I write it partly as a reminder to myself and partly in case anyone else might like to read it and I derive a lot of joy out of both the hiking – apart perhaps from the bits involving shingle, heights or gold courses! – and the writing. That anyone else finds joy in it, pleases me more than I can say. So, thank you again; you have absolutely made my day!