Lying in bed this morning the radio reported on the death of a personality in his seventies. Bells ring in my brain, 70+ years always seemed a good age to achieve in the past. I sat up with a start – I’m living on borrowed time, jump out of bed and get going. I had forgotten that I couldn’t as my hip was too painful. I won’t be doing much outdoor activity in the next few weeks whilst I recover, hopefully, from some hip overuse [Cornwall and La Palma].
To be honest I don’t feel good, it hurts me to walk about and any ascending or descending is slow progress with support needed. I have self diagnosed a trochanteric bursa and I’m resting, icing and taking anti inflammatory tablets.
Patience is needed., especially sunny days like today. I would be up on Longridge Fell walking or bouldering. I would be in my own little world with thoughts and observations or I would be chatting to the motley crew at Craig Y. These simple activities probably keep me sane and relatively well balanced, so without them the frustration creeps in.
I had plans for more warm sunny trips this winter. Maybe I should plan a trip to the doctor.
If you look very carefully, you can see me and the Dog on top of Parlick. Nice day.
I should have dropped in on my way home to cheer you up..
I went up Longridge Fell in the car for the views, hence the picture of the Bowland Fells. Parlick looked good.
Thanks, your are welcome to a cup of tea anytime.
You have my sympathy – I’m in the same boat.
When do you think we’ll get out walking [a decent distance] together? March? April?