Today I was supposed to be going to Arran with a couple of friends from work, one of whom is going to climb Ben Nevis in later in the year to raise money for charity, and we were going to climb Goatfell, which is a hill I’ve always wanted to do.
EXCEPT, this week my left foot has been giving me gyp. No idea what I’ve done to it. On Monday morning I was hobbling about. By yesterday it was a bit achey if I was on my feet for too long.
Today, it’s fine, and I reckon I would have been ok to do the hill, but with it still being a bit sore yesterday, I never took today off work.
To rub salt into the wound, the weather is stunning, and I’ve already had one text saying that it’s absolutely glorious weather down at Ardrossan, where they’re catching the ferry to Arran. By now they should be in Broddick, and I’m stuck at work, and the weather is stunning, and I’ve still not climber Goatfell.
Ach well, maybe next time.