Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
It's my first gym session with the NHS cardiac rehab team this aft. Although my pre-assessment meeting was at the beginning of April, where I performed encouragingly well in the beep test, today's was the first gym slot they could accommodate me. My contract with the post-cardiac arrest nurses/trainer entitles me to two fitness sessions... Continue Reading →
It's 09.28 on Friday 3rd November. Sitting at the dining room table of my East Leeds domicile, I'm snacking on the remnants of Haribo gummy sweets from Halloween, washed down by chilled West Yorkshire tap water. On the red armchair to my right, lolling unceremoniously adjacent to a cream cushion emblazoned with words 'happiness', is my laptop... Continue Reading →