It’s the middle of the week and a recurring knee problem has returned with a vengeance. I’m forced off my bike and boy, do I miss it! The bus didn’t turn up this morning. If it wasn’t for a very kind neighbour driving past, my daughter would have been very late and probably more than a little hysterical (alright, I would have been a little hysterical).
I’m craving the freedom of cycling already, and that feeling is just going to grow over the next few days until I’m reunited with ‘my precious’.
Work was exhausting, I didn’t get finished until 19:30 and as I have a cricket pad splint on my left leg keeping the knee straight, even the short walks between bus stops and home are agonizingly slow, causing the occasional stumble and lots of hip pain on my right side.