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'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.' Theodore Roosevelt 23 April 1910

Sunday, 26 December 2010

Ho Ho Bloody Ho!

Christmas Positive. I've had a lovely break spending time with my kids. They are 3 very different individuals and so they require different sorts of attention. But I enjoy it all. We had a lovely Christmas day with an excellent dinner prepared by Mrs TM and a very chilled out and relaxed day. A few games but no stress. The late evening flatulence has been a bit of an issue though; I blame the sprouts (food of the Devil!).

Christmas Negative. I fell over on Friday evening. It was a comedy event but the repurcussions seem to be quite serious. I went to the bathroom and stepped on a bottle of shower gel left on the floor. The natural reaction when you step on something unexpected is to lift your foot and place it on something solid; unfortunately my readjustment placed my foot on another bottle. The upshot of this comedy calamity was that I fell over, scattering shower gel, shampoo, conditioner and bubble bath bottles to the 4 corners of the bathroom. The downside was that I landed heavily on the bath with my mid-back and side taking the impact. It was immediately very painful but I thought it would pass within a day or so. 2 days later and it is still really painful, and coughing or laughing is a very uncomfortable experience. I'm hoping that I will wake up in the morning feeling better. But I doubt it somehow. Fingers crossed.

2 comments:

Mark "Frank" Whittle said...

Indeed, fingers crossed. Hopefully you'll be fine with a little bit of R&R. Train smart!

Cavegirl said...

Broken ribs - but don't worry you can still do a turbo with them!