Having a plan and escaping the recent feeling of being in limbo has given me a new surge of positivity and energy. I've decided to go on the offensive and attack my recovery, before I go back in. This manifested in a quick one mile celebratory run when I got back from the hospital this afternoon.
I've continued to feel well, in between treatments, and I've been getting out and enjoying the weather by staying active, running and walking. On the 6th of April we went out for a sunny hike at Surprise View and Padley Gorge. It was busy and there was a holiday atmosphere. We rounded it off with an ice cream and I exchanged pictures of the sunshine and scenery with my Daughter's Mum who was abroad.
I was up early on the 7th for a 2 mile run. It was cold and I had to scrape the ice off the car. After helping my Mum with some moving house admin I was at a loose end. I daresay that boredom may have started to set in!
I was back in hospital on the 8th but still in the dark about their plans for me. I went for a 4 mile run with my partner in the afternoon. It felt really good to run that far, the furthest distance I've been post diagnosis.
On the 9th it was a Wetherspoons brunch with a few of the lads. Two of them hadn't seen me since I was in hospital and they remarked on how much better I was looking. We chatted over coffee for a couple of hours. It was a welcome catch up and a big morale booster. I'd been struggling to shake the feeling of being lost without my Daughter and the sense of purpose that work gives me. I know it will pass, she's only on holiday and work can wait. But my remedy, as ever, was to keep moving. I went for a 4 mile golden hour walk through the park.
It was more moving house admin on the 10th and a 2.5 mile run with my new running buddy. It was a warm one, so we went steady. A very chilled out afternoon followed.
My Martial Arts club have recently used AI to turn some of the students into anime characters. I was honoured to be included 😅 :
I think I need to give Cyril the same look!
That brings me up to date. I've always been a planner and not knowing when I'd be facing my next round of chemo didn't sit well with me. Now I've got an idea, at least, I feel loads better. Once I've got Round 3 behind me I'll be on the home straight, leaving Cyril for dust.
I'm off for a pint. Enjoy the weather!
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