Four miles on Friday with no ill effect, but yesterday after 3 miles stood on a large thorn- loose on the path from some hedgeclipping. It came out easily enough but I limped home with my bottom lip wobbling as the throbbing started, and I was convinced it was some sort of toxic disaster by the time I got home. Quite a large purple bruise around it today.
No time to walk today between church, lunch, sister in law to visit etc. But perhaps that's all for the good as the bruise will have gone down a bit by the morning.
I did get some sponsorship at the Abbey today- just a little- but every little helps. A busy week ahead with three assemblies at Pershore High to try and explain to them what I'm doing wihout mentioning the words "fistula" or "incontinence". Like a rather arcane version of "Articulate"!
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