Well, it turned out the freight train metaphor was justified after all.
In an hilarious twist of fate, as I ran for a train last week I was struck down by a crippling pain of biblical proportions. Turned out I had trapped a nerve and was unable to walk for a week or so. Oh how I laughed.
Oh how everyone else laughed at me.
Still, a steady diet of Jeremy Kyle, Trisha and This Morning without Richard & Judy coupled with some mind altering drugs (Free from your loccal GP!) seems to have worked.
Unsurprisingly, since I have been flat on my back (and not in a good way) - no progress for the next few weeks I think.
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