Bromsgrove Summer 2021
I think I'd underestimated just how uncomfortable I'd feel in enclosed spaces with strangers. We went to a couple of restaurants, and stayed in a hotel, and although they weren't super busy, coming into contact with anyone had me convinced that I'd contracted COVID. Fear of the unknown is a weird thing and, being honest, I'm not a fan of it.
Still, it was nice to have a bit of a return to whatever constitutes normal in 2021. Even if that "normal" is punctuated with lateral flow tests and running back to the car to grab a disposable mask.
I've felt old this week. I twisted my back a couple of weeks ago and it is taking absolutely ages to get better. I've booked a physio appointment because it's started to wear on me now. Not being able to exercise full-tilt has got me feeling like (and probably resembling) a bowl of blancmange. In general, not in a great place physically or mentally. Time off is time off, though, and I've tried to make the most of it, hobbling about all over the place!
And that's pretty much it. We decided to come home on Friday so we could have a full Saturday. Turned out to be a great call, because traffic was somehow almost completely clear the entire way back. On a journey that uses the M6, M1, M25, and M23, that's no joke.
10/10 week, not taking into account that I was in pain for almost all of it!