On pain.

Is weakness leaving the body, right? or not...whichever way you look at it, pain is a constant in life. Physical, emotional and mental. At the moment i'm sitting on the sofa dribbling blood from some superficial wounds, feeling a little sorry for myself. The mental pain comes from knwoing it is all my own fault. I knew the cleats on the work shoes were worn, and weren't playing very well with the old, but-newer-than-the-last-ones, pair of time mtb pedals on the town bike. Full speed in traffic, wet roads. I got on the gas, sprinting for a green filter light. My foot suddenly pops out of the left pedal and i hit the road hard. My left knee took the brunt and my right thenar eminence is about the size of a satsuma, but no signs of broken bones.



The other day despite snow, sleet and very cold conditions i decided i *needed* to turn some pedals. More for my head than the ever diminishing (and frankly laughable) fitness benefit. So it was i took off on the skeletor and made a quick loop to the north and east of glasgow.



It took 30 minutes for the pain of the blood getting back into my toes to subside.

Daisy is teething. Cue pain. Cue crying and her struggling to feed. It's a wee shame, but it ain't going to be any other way from now on...pain is your constant companion in this life. Make friends.