3 Too Many

“Strength is a matter of the made-up mind.” – John Beecher

Fairly good sleep, and wake up at 6am feeling good, no real pain and ready to go.  Lay there thinking about getting up when a small 3.2 rudely interrupts the peace.  Right, so Mother Nature is encouraging me to get up t and head down to the gym.  Need to get fit again for the Masters so no day to start, than today.  Manage to do 15mins on the spin bike and 20mins with the weights.  Feel good for doing so.  Nice way to start the day.  Have a wee bit to eat for breakfast as feeling a bit nauseous today. Then get ready for work.

Off to work, and to see my happy colleagues.  Jono is back today after 1 weeks holiday in Fiji.  He has brought me a  present – some Kava, which is meant to be good for people with cancer.  Thanks Jono – will plan a Kava session for us.  Could do one at work – I’m sure that would be a really productive day at work – not!  Have a good day – busy with work.  Manage to keep going until 4pm.

Then head off for home.  Have to walk a bit of extra distance this time as they have closed Gloucester Street for 4 weeks while they demo Farmers Car Park.  Doing well, feeling good and get to Tuam Street, then it hits.  Pain! Not just a little pain, a lot of complete body pain at a level of about 7-8.  It actually stopped me in my steps, and was taking my breath away.  Take a moment to grit my teeth and decide to keep moving.  make it about another 400 meters down the road and decide I need to be picked up.  Call Sue who I find out then is walking with the boys to meet me half way – though they are still another 2.5kms away.  They do a quick U-turn and head back home to collect the car.  I keep walking slowly as it is less painful than standing still.  Everything is hurting – it is bizarre.  Well the only thing not hurting ironically is my head.  Make it down to by the Netball Centre near the Moorhouse / Hagley Ave corner, and have to call it quits.  I can’t really take another step, and with the way I am feeling it is to dangerous to consider crossing that intersection safely.  Got to think of self preservation.  Stand there for another 15-20 mins waiting for Sue.  Lachlan sends a couple of cheeky texts saying they are going to BK on the way so will be a little later – bloody toad.  Have a laugh with him later about it.  Get home and can’t decide if I want to vomit or roll around in pain.  Take some pain killers and heat up teh wheat bag – need a whole body one really!  Still managed to walk 3.5kms.

Manage to have some dinner, though not a lot as feel lousy. At least it’s something.  Finish dinner then promptly fall alseep.  Wake about 1 1/2 hours later with Jacob snuggled into me.  Still hurting but can shuffle around more freely than earlier.  This is just really weird.  Take more pain killers then my really good ones, and head to the electric blanket and bed.  Hopefully I’ll wake up feeling better and not hurting.  The way the pain hit has got me baffled.  It is literally like a switch was flicked and wham!!  Instant agony.  I have a fairly good pain tolerance, so it takes a bit to stop me in my tracks, but tumours won this round!  Dirty fighters.  So tomorrow will gym, then bike home – not walk.  Take 2 at getting fitter, and I will win!  Right bed and electric blanket calling me.  Hope all have had a great day/arvo/evening.  Take care.

Kia Kaha.