A tough weekend for me, with a trip to London for the Mint Polo in the Park alongside the muppets from channel 4's "made in chelsea." It was hard getting there on crutches as the underground was shut for maintenance work. Jen got us as close as possible and then it was a short bus ride before a 5 minute (a lot longer if your down to 1 leg). Got my crutch kicked from under me by a woman trying to push past us in the bus queue which meant my bad leg made contact with the floor.
The polo was fantastic to see, much quicker than expected due to to different rules. They've tried to make it more fast paced and more appealing to the general public. I think the could go someway to doing this by just renaming the 4 quarters of the game to "quarters", rather than chukkas as it all sounds a bit posh for anyone not called Tarquin, Caggy or Hugo. Other than people smoking in the grandstand it was a fantastic day out but I must make more of an effort to dress up next year.
Sunday was at Megan's christening and I was shattered from the previous day coupled with a sleepless night. I always struggle to sleep in anything other than our own bed but normally cope a little better due to probably not being so tired in the first place. My Whole Foods bacon for breakfast gave me a little kickstart and I made it through the day. By the time we made it home I barely had the ability to hold myself up and fell over when I got out of the car.
So, today has been all about recovering from the weekend and getting back on track with my actual recovery. Tomorrow should be the day that I get to slip my trotter into a lovely removable plastic boot which means I can finally treat myself.
The polo was fantastic to see, much quicker than expected due to to different rules. They've tried to make it more fast paced and more appealing to the general public. I think the could go someway to doing this by just renaming the 4 quarters of the game to "quarters", rather than chukkas as it all sounds a bit posh for anyone not called Tarquin, Caggy or Hugo. Other than people smoking in the grandstand it was a fantastic day out but I must make more of an effort to dress up next year.
Sunday was at Megan's christening and I was shattered from the previous day coupled with a sleepless night. I always struggle to sleep in anything other than our own bed but normally cope a little better due to probably not being so tired in the first place. My Whole Foods bacon for breakfast gave me a little kickstart and I made it through the day. By the time we made it home I barely had the ability to hold myself up and fell over when I got out of the car.
So, today has been all about recovering from the weekend and getting back on track with my actual recovery. Tomorrow should be the day that I get to slip my trotter into a lovely removable plastic boot which means I can finally treat myself.
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