Monday, 28 July 2008

Z lazes and does as she is used to

I'm on holiday this week, I've decided. Other than the five days I spent in Madrid in April, I haven't made any plans to go away this year and so I shall holiday at home for a few days. I took breakfast - plain yoghurt, a banana, a nectarine and some apple juice - onto the lawn with the papers and I only came in a while ago because the phone was ringing.

The phone rings only six times before the answerphone cuts in, so I ran. I ran yesterday too - just down the aisle of the church, because I was both playing the clarinet and making the coffee (this was my own fault because I cocked up the rota) and I needed to get into the kitchen before a queue of coffee-seekers formed. A twenty-yard run may sound unimpressive, but it's more than I've been able to manage for a year. It isn't just that it hurts, but I can't physically do it as, by the second step, I'm lurching so awkwardly that it's quicker to walk. So I'm very cheered by this improvement. I know it doesn't mean anything; that is, it's not going to get spontaneously 'better'. But, while I like walking in the 'going for a walk' sense, I've always run when I'm on my way somewhere. Plodding down the garden to pick some vegetables is boring. So I feel splendidly normal, in an ordinary sense, at present. I think I'll go and start on the Times crossword to celebrate.

6 comments:

Dave said...

I am sure you are neither ordinary, nor normal.

Wink said...

Ten out of ten for observation, Dave!

john.g. said...

Hope you get on better with your crossword than I did with the Telegraph!

Z said...

I see there was no comment regarding 'splendid'.

Not as well, I should think John. Especially after I fell asleep.

Dave said...

Ahem. Are you still asleep? Where's my morning enetrtainment?

Z said...

Oh sorry, I was reading blogs. I have been most remiss.