Out of the Frying Pan...

Haha...I have to laugh, it would be a very miserable time indeed if I didn't..

Commenting to friends on how fit I was feeling at the start of this year I didn't expect to find myself in plaster at the start of my Birthday month!!

Running has been going well and I had just done a ten mile session the day before disaster struck.

We were preparing the car for a trip 'up north' for Grannie's seventieth Birthday celebrations. I heard some whistling sounds on the drive and at first thought kids were blowing through blades of grass. The noise got louder and decidely more panick stricken, so I went to see what was going on. I saw people on the drive and at first thought that a dog had got it's head stuck in the fence. Then I saw what the commotion was all about. Two local dogs had dragged down a deer which was screaming for it's life. Now I rather like a venison steak but I also love most wildlife and seeing this poor creature being pinned down by throat and hind quarters made me a bit angry. I waded in with fists and boots flying. One dog was thrown some distance and could not get back to the scene..The deer ran off with me and the second dog in pursuit..I was aware at this point that my leg was a clicking and a bit sore..

Long story cut short, the adreneline wore off, ankle went blue and green and very large during a four hour drive, at the end of which I couldn't walk. Stuck up north and relying on a drop of wine/beer to take my mind off things...unaware at this point that my ankle was broken!

Newark A&E did some X-Rays and sent me off with pain killing instructions. A week went by..I carried on as normal as possible. felling trees and chopping for logs, business dinner dates and then, while photographing a primary schools tag rugby contest last Friday, I received a call telling me to get straight to hospital and get plastered!! Resetting the damage did hurt a bit but not so bad, it's now simply a case of frustration! A cast from knee to toes really does try to slow a bloke down..Running is postponed for the month but I have worked out that I can climb on to my turbo trainer, tape the injured foot to the pedal and still put in some quality spins..Hopefully not delaying the repair. But I return to the Doctor in an hour and no doubt he will bang me to rights! Dammit.

Silver lining, naaah..But I have washed the floors, tidied the utility, repaired my old wooden kayak paddles, shot some pigeons for the pot, had my eyes tested and generally skulked about. I still need to chop the logs!