Well, after the fall and trip to A&E, I descended into the bottom of several wine bottles and shoveled anything I could get my hands on into my mouth. The only thing I didn't do from my pre-couch life was smoke. The painkillers prescribed by the fit doctor had warned of addiction (now we all know, I have an addictive personality....wine, food, fags,) and also an adverse effect on my motions, so by Thursday last week, I'd ditched them. Once they were out of my system, the pain wasn't too bad, just a niggle in my rib really.
I have never been depressed before in my life, but a combination of work issues, son messing about at school so not performing in his GCSE's, (e-mails from frustrated teachers on a daily basis), elderly ill parents, a family holiday for 12 trying to please all ages in Florida to plan and no running has had me not sleeping and getting more stressed by the day. I was reading all the posts on here but too fed up to post.
So I tried a light jog on Saturday, (No pressure, can stop as soon as I like etc), I managed 4K in 30 minutes so was well pleased and a little rib ache but nothing serious. Still not sleeping, so today, I cycled to work and ran home, I managed 5.2K in 34 minutes so a personal best, check me out!!! The new Jacuzzi bath in the newly fitted bathroom is finally operational and absolutely awesome, so I'm tired, relaxed and hopeful of a full nights sleep. Who knew I would miss exercise? Wish me luck.