Tuesday, 9 June 2015

Psychosomatic!

Duncan got back from his Fort William trip yesterday and was fine all night but then at about 2.30 this morning he got up and was chundering and 'the other thing' all through the night.

I was completely and utterly selfish throughout all of this and wanted to stay as far away from him as possible because I was terrified of catching whatever bug (if any, it could have been food poisoning) he had before my hike tomorrow.  The thought of being in the middle of nowhere and getting ill frightened me so much I actually had thoughts of cancelling my hike.

I left Duncan chundering at home whilst I went to work and at lunch I went running along the canal with Kathryn.  The thing is, all morning I had been feeling a little bit ropey but I don't know if it was all just in my head because my fear of getting ill was so deep.  All through my run I felt terrible and was slowing more and more as the run went on.  I was so relieved when we finally finished.

Once I got home from work I spent the entire night constantly washing my hands and staying as far away from Duncan as was possible.  I practically barricaded myself into the spare room and stayed there all night, sleeping on the futon.

Poor Duncan, he just wanted somebody to make him feel better and all I did was think about myself!

Total distance - 5.5 miles

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