I had my first proper solid food / meals since bone graft. Scrambled eggs for brunch, and a pheasant pie for dinner.


I think my precipitous weight drop (I’ve hit 47.6kg!!) will start to reverse starting tomorrow…

A group of us went to support a gym friend at Hyrox today – it was his first time participating. I was really inspired. It looks challenging, but doable with training. I think it would give me something to work towards, and a focus for my training. I like goals and objectives. We were discussing a relay to start with as a taster, and loosely identified team member and station allocations, which worked out well. And maybe we might participate individually at the next event this time next year.

Over the past few months, I’ve slowly come to the conclusion that I’m very likely to remain “single” for the rest of my life. In particular, this past week when I was mostly staying alone at home, in recovery mode, not really being able to do much like an invalid, and then planning my second surgery in as many weeks… I think the reality really sank in. I have made peace with it. At least I have my kids, my babies, my boys.
I was chatting with my gym friends over dinner and they said I shouldn’t be so gloomy. And I said, I’m just saying that from a probability perspective, that’s just more likely than not, and I just have to accept it.