Morning, pretty sure I have cracked ribs on either side just out from my nipples, now it's all died down a bit it's easier to find where the proper pain is. Back feels totally out of line too and I can't click it back like normal. Grim and drizzly day up here for a change. Not feeling very perky, coffee needed.
Rain hath appeared, Noah is on his way probably. Hayden, keep on the anti inflammatory stuffs when I did mine I could bare the pain one the swelling had gone down.
Moving on, the rain is that fine stuff like walking through a cloud so you get soaked, walked in in the sailing jacket so bar my jeans I'm fine. Order of the say is hoover up sweets and avoid people.
The last time I did my ribs it was very obvious, one of the lower ones had just snapped and wasn't in line with the rest. The GP said there was nothing they could do and to take ibuprofen until the pain went away. This feels fairly similar (not completely excruciating at the moment) but my chest feels a bit heavy like there is a weight on it. I'll just ignore it and see how I feel riding on the weekend I think
Morning
Slow start to the day.
Morning run didn't happen because it was dank and slippery out and it's promising sunshine at lunchtime....except now I have 2 meetings at lunchtime.
After a break of a few weeks the demanding emails are back.
Morning All. Definitely dull and drizzly in Derbyshire, dog walk put back k for a bit. Yesterday's taxi service to central brim was a nightmare, told OH she can go by train or walk next time. H suggest pain killers might help, I find alcohol helps with pain enormously.
Drank some fancy wine last night which we have been saving for a special occasion, smelled good, tasted meh. I really wanted to just smash the collection of beers I have left over from the weekend but the OH was trying to be nice for my birthday and I didn't want to let her down
I cracked a rib or two falling off a box at the snow dome. It all hurt, laughing, coughing, breathing, farting, sneezing, the lot.
I'm now turning down Saturday night parties as pretty much every weekend from now until Xmas is booked. If anyone would like a job of impersonating me at functions then please send your details on a postcard.
Drank some fancy wine last night which we have been saving for a special occasion, smelled good, tasted meh. I really wanted to just smash the collection of beers I have left over from the weekend but the OH was trying to be nice for my birthday and I didn't want to let her down
No fancy hangover?
TBF when I was in the were jacking me with liquid paracetamol for so long I lost all concept of time. Stuffs bonkers.
Appointment in town with financial guru. Picked up my car from mechanic on way home, news not all good, may be an oil leak that could get expensive. Might try and flog the car off quick instead, don't need that one anyway.
Mowed some of the paddock, till hands got numb in light showery rain and cold.
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I had no idea that lastminute.com even still existed!
Back 'ome. Mrs H3 diagnosed with a chest infection, flat a mess. All sorted by me now though. She's hopefully off to the Balearics on Fri, then mini and me are off for ice cream and pasties in Cornwall, Sun to weds. 2 more days of unravelling assorted shyyte at work. Hopefully start getting CVs through to replace myself. Anyone want a job making me look good?
I had no idea that lastminute.com even still existed!
Back 'ome. Mrs H3 diagnosed with a chest infection, flat a mess. All sorted by me now though. She's hopefully off to the Balearics on Fri, then mini and me are off for ice cream and pasties in Cornwall, Sun to weds. 2 more days of unravelling assorted shyyte at work. Hopefully start getting CVs through to replace myself. Anyone want a job making me look good?
Me me me.
Don't sneeze Hayden. Diclofenac is the preferred anti-inflammatory. MF will agree.
Burnt my elbow on the drop slide at Cream O' Galloway :roll: This was on account of a wee boy called Matthew who was bottling it at the top. He was 10 although my Shortie did it again and again, no fear, to high praise. She's only 7. The indemnity was that if he actually did it, his Dad and the rest of us (who gave him a little 'support'), would do it too.
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Breakfast first though!
Moving on, the rain is that fine stuff like walking through a cloud so you get soaked, walked in in the sailing jacket so bar my jeans I'm fine. Order of the say is hoover up sweets and avoid people.
Easty commuter
Tripster AT
Slow start to the day.
Morning run didn't happen because it was dank and slippery out and it's promising sunshine at lunchtime....except now I have 2 meetings at lunchtime.
After a break of a few weeks the demanding emails are back.
I'm now turning down Saturday night parties as pretty much every weekend from now until Xmas is booked. If anyone would like a job of impersonating me at functions then please send your details on a postcard.
No fancy hangover?
TBF when I was in the were jacking me with liquid paracetamol for so long I lost all concept of time. Stuffs bonkers.
HD, what skills do we need for this?
Easty commuter
Tripster AT
Mowed some of the paddock, till hands got numb in light showery rain and cold.
The ability too look awesome, even after two bottles of wine.
Busy-ish day but bailing early to do some dog sitting. Over the half way mark for the working week, how time flies when you're having fun...
raining.
sitting in a car park.
De Sisti wrote:
This is one of the silliest threads I've come across.
Recognition at last Matthew, well done!, a justified honour
Back 'ome. Mrs H3 diagnosed with a chest infection, flat a mess. All sorted by me now though. She's hopefully off to the Balearics on Fri, then mini and me are off for ice cream and pasties in Cornwall, Sun to weds. 2 more days of unravelling assorted shyyte at work. Hopefully start getting CVs through to replace myself. Anyone want a job making me look good?
Me me me.
Don't sneeze Hayden. Diclofenac is the preferred anti-inflammatory. MF will agree.
Burnt my elbow on the drop slide at Cream O' Galloway :roll: This was on account of a wee boy called Matthew who was bottling it at the top. He was 10 although my Shortie did it again and again, no fear, to high praise. She's only 7. The indemnity was that if he actually did it, his Dad and the rest of us (who gave him a little 'support'), would do it too.
Laters.
Bung your CV in. Lovely.
Re painkillers. I chose not to choose life. I chose something else. And the reasons? Who needs reasons when you've got heroin..
Might be my age, but I love that film. Pulp fiction too.
But but to watch them properly, you need a f*cking big television.
Happily Stropteen and I have just badgered Stressbag into getting a new and larger telly. Rock on Tommy.