The snow hasn't thawed at all, and the roads are strewn with abandoned cars. First thing this morning I went with my friend to feed her horses. They are stabled at the top of a hill, which can be tricky to get to after it's snowed. Fortunately her car is a tenacious little beast and it got us up there without the need for pushing. It was a chilly -6 and eerily quiet, but the view across the frozen countryside was spectacular.
Second stop of the day was to physio, and I was treated to some more massage to help loosen up my calf muscles. After about 15 minutes of kneading, the physio told me she'd be back soon, and I assumed she had disappeared to see another patient. Not so. When she returned she explained that my calf had been very red, so she had given it a few minutes to rest. Happily it had recovered enough for her to 'have another go at it'. Goody. If I can walk tomorrow I'll be amazed.
I was also due to see Mr Orthotic Man today, but he hadn't been able to make it through the snow, so I have a new appointment booked in January.
Next stop involved running the gauntlet at the supermarket, then home to thaw out.
As I type this (just after 9 in the evening) the snow is falling again, so I'm going to shut the curtains tight, turn up the fire and pretend that it's August.
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