I have a date tomorrow. With the physio.
Following my set back, I’ve had to effectively go back a few steps on the rehab. Assuming everything is okay, I can resume running, well, jogging, and building back up again.
I’ve not helped myself; I went away for a few days to Jersey, with The Bloke, and spent a lot of time walking. I love exploring new places. I also like going off the beaten track. Not a good idea with a dodgy ankle.
The views were worth it, I keep telling myself. I may change my mind tomorrow…