Hmmph… I Didn’t Get There!
Saturday morning on the 28th June 2014.
As I only live six miles away, it’s easy for me to get to and I know where to park without it costing an arm and a leg, or at least the equivalent cost of a new player for one of the well known Manchester football (soccer) teams.
I bought my tickets well in advance and was looking forward to going there and meeting people in real life that I have only communicated with virtually. After all. events like this are ideal for networking and forming business relationships.
Alas, for me it wasn’t to be and I’m very disappointed that I didn’t get to the Seminar today.
But it wasn’t for a lack of trying. You may recall that a couple of weeks ago I broke ribs on my right side as I tripped up while taking my dog (Flora) for a walk. Flora slipped her lead and ran down the street, I chased after her, tripped up and landed heavily on my right side.
I can now categorically state that free-form body-surfing on the road – or any hard surface for that matter – is not a sport that I will be indulging in on a regular basis. In fact, for anyone thinking of taking this up as a sport, I totally do not recommend.
Since it happened I have been taking things easy, as per the doctor’s recommendation. Lying down flat is painful, so I purchased and have been sleeping on a lay-z-boy type electric reclining chair, where I can control the angle. It’s also great for getting up, as the chair can rise forward to a near standing position.
All this is good, but swollen ankles and feet is one of the downsides of not sleeping flat. Also, I injured the top of my right foot and sprained my right hand during the pavement nose-dive. So, taking it easy has meant not driving or going anywhere and this is where my plans have unraveled. Twisting and bending to get into the car is extremely painful, as is reaching over my shoulder for the seat-belt. But, problems arose even before I got anywhere near the car.
Slippers or big airy sandals are the only footwear I have been wearing for the last couple of weeks and it is only when I tried – with my wife’s help – to put on a pair of regular shoes, did I realize just how much my feet have swelled up.
My only options of footwear, therefore, were slippers or big airy sandals. It was a close call, but for walking around town, the sandals somehow had that slight edge. Anyhow, I was not going to be put-off by the pain and suffering I would have to endure. Not to mention the big airy sandals…*
* I told you NOT to mention the big airy sandals!
Well, I did drive in to Manchester and I did park where I wouldn’t get charged an amount equal to the gross-domestic-product of a small country.
But, after getting out of the car, I called to mind that someone once said something like “…mind is willing, flesh is weak…” and it is only when I managed to hobble about 200 yards away from the car, with my right foot, ribs and right hand aching that I realized the folly of my endeavour.
The only sensible course of action was to head home.
I’m really disappointed that I didn’t manage to get there.