It's been a weird year. Moving house wasweird enough, breaking the fifth metatarsal on my left foot made it a good deal too peculiar. And I wasn't doing anything stupid, just walking downstairs.
Of course there were lessons to be learnt, one of which is don't walk round to A&E with a broken bone in your foot. It did hurt. Another is that having a broken bone is actually surprisingly tiring and you need rest and nice food.
But I turned 70 at the end of last year, which is why the new title for my blog. I'm inordinately proud of being properly officially old, and am now waiting for maturity to set in.
But enough of this. Right now I'm just trying out my latest blog and latest title. I'll get round to writing something sensible on keeping fit tomorrow morning, after the Parkrun. 5k, 9 a.m. Nice course. Trying to find a valid excuse for skyving off, but don't seem to be able to. Oh well.
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