No run today.
Last night, before I went to bed, I tried to get the cat to go out but he was having none of it. He always goes out, so I thought maybe he was coming down with something. I felt sorry for the crater, so I gave him a slice of roast beef. When I roast beef I make a bed of red onion, celery, carrot, garlic, rosemary and thyme and plonk the beef on it. I then pour boiling water in the tray and rub extra virgin olive oil over the beef and season with sea salt and black pepper - the cat loves his beef cooked this way - as do we. When the beef's done, the juices make the most exquisite gravy on the planet - fit for a president - give it a try. Oliver the cat ate his beef and snuggled down for the night. I pottered about for a bit and did some final myofacial release and then clambered up the stairs and dropped out some zeds.
Got up this morning and there was snow everywhere. Clever cat. None of this powder stuff you chaps get - this is real icy slushy Irish snow and a good half inch to boot. Just looking at it puts hairs on your chest.
The leg was feeling much better but I decided to take the day off and let all the work I did on it yesterday have a chance to kick-in. Cat goes out and prances around in the snow - happy as a pig in the proverbial. Snow in Ireland, I thought. Whatever next? Maybe they'll get an Irish man to play Abraham Lincoln.
BREAKING NEWS...Did the old sitting on the tennis ball thing and everything has released. All pain and discomfort has gone. Completely pain free. Yipeee. Will run tomorrow! | 