My myotherapist said I can run again – woohoo! She actually said it would be good to give the muscles a gentle workout, with a long walk warmup and a slow jog and see how that goes. She also recommended that I see her about once a month between now and the half marathon. Sounds good to me.
I’ve been feeling blah and washed out since I saw her. I’ve not had dinner but don’t feel at all hungry. I never know what’s best – to eat because I should or to not eat when I don’t feel like, but I had a big lunch so skipping dinner won’t kill me.
Last night we had the weirdest experience. I was rummaging in my knitting bag for a pen and pulled out a miniature shovel. No kidding – this tiny little shovel like you’d have in doll house! WTF! I have no idea where it came from. I keep my knitting bag in my sister’s room and there is no one that would go in there who’d even have a miniature shovel so I rang the wool shop (I keep all my knitting stuff in the shopping bag they gave me) to see if they sold stuff like that and she had no idea how it’d get in there.
The freaky thing is that it has red nail polish on it – like blood! Well, the freakier thing is that we’ve been watching Twin Peaks (Special Agent Cooper *sigh*) and so it seems like some ominious portent, maybe from another dimension???
Miniature shovel – what does it mean and how did it get there? I don’t think the mystery will ever be solved.