Mistakes were made

I’m still getting back to full fitness. Things take longer at this age.

So it probably wasn’t my best idea, having dropped my car off for a service dahn sarf, to decide to run back home. It seemed like a good plan, rather than paying for an Uber, but it was a proper slog of 11½km with virtually zero downhill. I don’t mind uphills as long as I get a bit of down in return. But you don’t get much of that when you’re starting only just above sea level and heading up the side of the mountain.

Still, a time of about 75 minutes, which is just fine by me. I’m into survival, not beating records.

And I’m hoping that I’ll be able to walk again in time to play football on Tuesday.