Daughter safe and home. Check.
Son safe and home. Check.
Dog safe and home. Check.
I've missed my family being together so very much and I'm sooooooooooooooo happy to have everyone together again
http://youtu.be/JovXyIdjV3IAnd on to today!
So what's the first thing I get to do now that everyone's back together? Leave them for an appointment at Hull hospital
I've been dreading this. But I've decided what will be will be. I've had an extra 16 years on this planet than I should have. And the hand's lasted 16 years longer than they said it would.
So all told I've not done too badly out of it.
I guess it's just fear of the unknown.
I don't know what it means for:
Hugging, holding and handling Beatrice (And Henry!)
Cycling
Swimming
3 things that are quite important to me.
I think the worse thing that could happen today is for him to say 'go away and I'll see you again in x months' - without giving me any answers or solutions.
So in the meantime, I'm going to do what I can training wise. A very sensible person has pointed out to me that a marathon in April would ensure that I failed at Wales big style, given that I'm carrying an injury. They have, instead, suggested a far more sensible challenge (and a challenge it is, given the current family state).
30 mins exercise a day @ >70% MHR every day, without fail, until Christmas.
When they said that I thought it wouldn't be a challenge, but looking at current training record it really will be!
And oh my dear god I've just got weighed. 223.8. Fuck. This year has not been good! And I believe that may be something of an understatement