Gym with Adam Jones,and dinner at Frank and Elizabeth’s have been among my return to Chiswick highlights.
I’m in that ‘prisoner in my own home’ phase at the moment, to a degree – not able to go out on my own, no car I can drive, not enough wheelchair confidence to just leave the house.
I spent the WHOLE day yesterday in bed. Ok, so I did bed based exercises, but I feel a bit of a loser for not getting out.
Tomorrow I go with my buddy, Martin, for a driving assessment in Surrey – a private track and a selection of hand controlled cars.
Will help get that straight in my head .. Will I be a ‘danger on the roads’ or not?
Gym Tuesday, wed and thurs, including boxing! Wheelchair pad and glove work… Look out all bad ass midgets out there, I’m coming after you.
I even go to work on Wednesday evening,for the first time – an optometrist training event – run by me. It should go ok.
Poker and book club night on thurs .. Neither of which I’ve done before. I think I was too much of a loose cannon to ever be invited before, my Tourette’s tendencies probably putting people off?
Friday, and off up north for the weekend by train to a party in the country.
Christ, what was that about being a prisoner in my home?