At the start of this year, I set myself three targets... goals... resolutions if you will. To give blood again after almost a year of occasionally unpleasant tests and investigations, to run a 10k race and to reduce my 16st 3lb frame down to 14st 7lbs...
Well I have given blood twice already this year and I’m closing in on my 25th donation; as of this morning I weighed 14st 6lbs (a loss of 25lbs), but sadly although the spirit was willing, my hips simply won’t allow me to run any great distance... femoro acetabular impingement... look it up... it bloody hurts!
Still, at the risk of quoting Meatloaf, two out of three etc etc...
Today marks the start of two weeks holiday, long overdue and much needed; the perfect chance to recharge drained batteries as autumn approaches. It’s also the ideal time to take stock...
I moved away from Gateshead over five years ago... away from the place I’d called“home” for nearly two decades and some very good mates and friends. My cricket playing days were already over; I haven’t bowled a ball in anger in seven years (it’s been a lot longer since I turned one) and the weekly trips to watch Gateshead Thunder became impossible.
But even though the move to Middlesbrough heralded a new chapter in a life that is stable and happy, what’s nice is that over the past couple of weeks I’ve bumped into some old team mates from Chester le Street CC during a T20 competition at Guisborough and will soon be renewing some old acquaintances at the Thunder. Paths might not cross for many years, but friendships forged in dressing rooms and on the terraces are clearly able to ensure the passage of time and as I am the one who has moved out of the area that means a lot.
One thing I think I can say for certain is that you never know what lies round the corner... what “fate” has in store. If someone had stopped me six or seven years ago and told me how my life would have unfolded... it’s fair to say I wouldn’t have believed a word. But here I am... content and with a lot to look forward to. The people who mean the most to me know how much I value their love and friendship and in comparison, the fact that I can no longer hobble for one kilometre, let alone ten really doesn’t matter that much.
Here’s to the holidays... to my mates... to my friends and to whatever the future holds...
All my own work... almost.