Rambling minds and rambling

I’m grateful I can get out and about, to focus on each step which indirectly clears the mind of all other worries I’m so focused on where to put my foot next, and to stand straight, that other worries get no look in.

Blue skies, but chilly air welcomes us, the rocks standing proudly ahead. It’s the perfect antidote. So Ramshaw Rocks and The Roaches it is.

Sarnies and Scotch egg treats in a field just is a pleasure that can’t be beaten. The farms around are glorious to watch, and listening out for bird calls.

Stunning views for miles around, no people really, just open space and fresh air. And some friendly farm animals.

To think it’s getting harder and harder to bend, and stand after sitting, I’m forever mindful it’s getting worse, I’m getting slower, and I’m taking more and more pain relief to purely exist each day. Days like this are hugely important, even if they do cost me many many days of recovery.

This llama legit terrified me, never walked away so fast!! Thought he might spit on me.

Physio, Physio, Physio

It’s dull, I dread it, and I do miss my physiotherapist so so much. To be able to ask, adjust and have support is so incredibly valuable.

Alas it’s not to be. Well not yet, so we must continue alone.

I’ve noticed I’m extremely stiff, getting stiffer all the time. Simple exercises just don’t feel as simple anymore, and getting in and out of positions are getting longer and longer in time.

But I’m ever hopeful that this will pay off eventually.

Number 4s seem to be the best stretch for me, as I suffer a lot from piriformis.

Hamstrings are so tight and I’ve tried doing lying down, but standing up gives me a better result.

This one I can barely do, my flexibility has gone, which feels weird as I’m Hypermobile type of Ehlers Danlos Syndrome. So I twist as I can, and hold.

Physio will feature heavily now this year to help me feel productive, and proactive now I know I have a long wait for surgery.