unironedman

A quick post just to say I managed my first run back since the whole FOTRT (Fall Off The Roof Thing). It was on Wednesday, May 1st, and there was a little labour involved, if you pardon the reference. Gary had signed up for this extravaganza since I had mentioned it about a month ago, and we did about 5 miles of tracks and trails and a couple of climbs in the park. I stopped a few times to take some pictures and short video clips, and mostly just to get my breath. Afterwards, we repaired to the local hostelry to celebrate not falling off roofs, and generally getting back to normal. I haven’t had any repercussions, and have been to the gym since.

So it looks like I can get out there again, and start building some fitness back into the legs. And with these longer days, the timing is about perfect.

And just to prove one of my Dad’s favourite maxims (‘God never closes one door but he slams another on your fingers’), we lost two good people in the last couple of weeks. My Uncle Pete in Rutland passed away, and so did Jeff, from Leicestershire, who was a dear old friend of my parents, and who read so beautifully at my Dad’s funeral.

RIP to them both.

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