yesterday, i managed to make it to physio. felt a bit sore after, but doing okay.
this morning, i felt surprisingly fit, so was able to sprint hobble to the homeless folks to leap tall buildings in a single.. jump through hoops. As we haven't told MIL I'm attempting to flee screaming into the night move out, I felt I had to have another reason why I left the house, as I never rarely do. So, as I wanted some new pillows anyway, after going to the homeless people, i hoofed it shuffled over to the street market and picked up a couple of feather pillows.
Overall, i think i walked about 3 miles today.
I'm frozen, and can't move.