Busy Day

That is what you call busy. As a procrastinator of old it is a fine thing to be extremely busy: meeting people, doing necessary things and generally delivering.

I am also under strict instructions to continue my exercise regime to facilitate the recovery of my seemingly-doomed thigh. Now, I am all in favour of repairing my limbs when they are less than fully operational - especially after the season I've had - but the tool for rehabilitation is one that I can see causing some interesting questions to be asked at border control. It is a 6ft length of rubber tubing. I know that sounds like fun for some of you, but this is for external use only: I loop it over and tie it to something heavy and pull and relax with my injured leg, strengthening the tendon. But as I have hinted, its uses would appear to tend more towards the nefarious. I shall be wary. Especially since this same physio advised me that woollen underpants could be worn without issue for months at a time. Not from personal experience, obviously, but she has a friend who once.... You get the picture. Clearly, I will be reporting back from the depths of Kazakhstan on the validity of the claim, by which time surely any question as to the use of the tubing will be moot.

Thank goodness for loud music.