San Francisco, California

I am in a state of shock. I am typing this sitting in the doctor’s consulting room, and he has just dashed in to give me the result of my hip scan. ‘It’ looks like you have a stress fracture.’


I have never had a broken bone in my life, and this is not good timing.

And a broken hip, of all things. I thought only old ladies got those. It didn’t help when he offered to lend me a walking stick to take some of the weight off my hip.

‘Oh, it’s really not that bad. Hardly hurts at all, in fact,’ I hastily reassured him.

So the New Jersey Marathon is now looking extremely unlikely. I envy Mojo. At least he knows he’s going to be better again in a week. I have no idea when I’ll be up and running again.

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