Dear Logbook, thirty-third day of a new life.
Yesterday my Diary was a good day. In the morning I was able to go jogging and they were 5.3 km in which I could do it at a high pace and without discomfort. We will continue stretching in the morning and at night to see if we slowly recover the leg. After lunch it was time to go to Rafa and Paula’s house where we spent a good and pleasant afternoon. The littles sailors also had a great time.
Today my Diary starts my third week of work after my sick leave for cancer treatment. Step by step, everything returns to normal. For my part, sleeping as early as 7-8 h is something that is normal with a stop at night, sometimes, from some little sailor, but those nights of continuous sleeplessness are far away. From a physical point of view, because step by step, worse there is still discomfort in the hands with that arthritis or whatever and in the shoulders. As well as on the heels. I don’t know if it’s the fascia that comes from the twins or what. But it is a sharp pain, especially in the morning for a while. Anyway, hopefully this is gradually happening. It is something with which you can live, but if we can remedy it, then much better. Oh the potions received, how good they have been to overcome, for the moment, my temporary partner Mr. Hodgkin. That joint venture to tell by August / September that we had assembled.
And my Diary, little else for today. In a week we will be in another continent and with other schedules.