It's been an interesting few days. I have definitely seen changes already, and I want to chronicle them here.
After day 1, I couldn't stand the idea of going back to the B&B and holing up for the rest of teh day. Instead, George and I went for a walk, which was short only because we ran out of village pretty quickly! We napped, and I woke up with relaxed, calm shoulders and no aches or stiffness in my legs.
Day 2: I didn't need to eat the biscuit with my morning coffee!! This sounds odd, I know, but I have a habit of grabbing every treat I can, because I don't trust life to be good to me. More walking (exploring Diss!) after training, and a good night's sleep.
Day 3: didn't even think about the biscuit this morning! In other days, I'd have eaten it, and the one that George didn't want, just because it was there and I *could*. This was the hardest day of my training; I was dddd