The rain stopped, but I couldn't motivate myself to exercise; a sign I'm really low. Tried to tidy up a bit, then found myseld dozing through a couple of chapters of THE YOUNG POPE. It's improving slightly, but I'm still not thrilled with it.
The physio and balance class starts tomorrow, which is good, but also a drag, as I'm hurting so much. Painkillers don't seem to do much any more. Bah.