I have been walking around like an eighty year-old with a double hip transplant who isn't doing well. Every time I stop for longer than three seconds all my muscles seize up. It is, frankly, embarrassing. I stopped trams on the way home with my slow ascent and descent on the stairs—I hadn't really noticed trams have stairs until I couldn't get up them. When I got home I ran a fabulous lectric soda bath and soaked for an hour. In fact I fell asleep in the bath. Possibly not a great idea. And when I let all the water out, and had to try and get up on the ensuingly slippery tub surface, it was reminiscent of up-turned turtles. I seriously thought I may have become stuck there until Thursday. I didn't realise I would miss being able to stand up so much. Remind me, when I sign up for the next crazy endurance challenge, that training is a good idea—maybe even recommended.
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