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In Recovery...

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My way of saying sorry to everyone I've bored to death about all things Spine since getting back... In Recovery My suffering's all over, so now it's your turn As I process our chat with a sharpened shoehorn Just a single half mention, and I'll talk for a week Conversational tripwires? Running, sleep, food and feet Did I mention I'd done it? Did you see the wall post?  Have you seen all the pictures? Which impressed you the most? Did you follow my tracker? Do I look back to health? Can you help me to stop, 'cos I'm boring myself Swiping left through the pics as you wearily nod In my head - Cooper Clarke, in your head - Sideshow Bob Trying hard to convey how it felt to my friend I succeed as she thinks, 'Will this thing ever end?' It's ok to be proud and be desperate to share It's normal to feel somehow, part of you's still out there It's all meat and potatoes to the ones you love best Ooh meat and potatoes, like the ones at Byrness... 
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Stegosaurus Dreams

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Ultrarunners are never happy. It’s late afternoon on Friday and I’m heading along the forest track towards Byrness. I’m grumpy because this wide, well defined , boring  track is far from the wild fells and moors that draw me to such races. However I’m  begrudgingly admitting to myself that this bombproof  track means not having to navigat e or to  watch my footing ,  and  I can  grind out some  easy  miles. Progress here is  dull, but  fast. I’m jogging bits and walking bits and generally feeling in control.  I’m w ell ahead of any cut off, somewhere in the mid-pack and well set for a finish.  All things considered, I’m grumpily happy. Without needing to concentrate  much on this simple track , by mind starts to wander. I notice a n object by the side of the  way . It’s Olaf, the sentient snowman from  Frozen . He’s gormlessly , harmlessly waving at me. As  I  get closer, he shimmers away revealing...
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