Martin entered the race this year with a couple of rugby friends, and they had a fabulous time. The weather was almost perfect, sunshine and wind, and they held their own well against the rest of their class, coming in 23rd of 55 registered in 8A, amongst 1600 total entrants.
The team set of on Friday morning and spent the night in Cowes, with Drifter all dressed up for the event with bunting, and sporting my dodgers, so I felt I was with them in spirit.
Crossing the finish line
Back at home Jenny called in with the children on their way to join Ally at Glastonbury, and Vicki was at the Magdalen Ball so hopefully we will have some more pictures to share soon.
Having the house to ourselves for the weekend, Max and I tootled off to enjoy the BBQ at Chilbolton fete (warm sunshine and beautiful gardens), then he had a LAN party in the barn and I took advantage of the peace to get a blog book sorted (for 2014, somewhat belated) and revise for this week's exam.
I was relieved to hear from the consultant this week that the MRI scans they took did not in fact show any evidence that my sore arms and hands are caused by MS (phew), though he did confirm that my operation last year for carpal tunnel had not stopped me still showing nerve delays.
He gave me steroid injections in both wrists in the hope that this would help, but unfortunately neither these nor the tablets I am taking seem to have had any effect. So it seems they are at a loss to understand why throbbing, hot hands and painful arms continue to interrupt my sleep. Back to square one, but could have been worse. All in all a good week.