Ankle

Yesterday A managed to turn her ankle in the garden - due to "rewilding" obscuring the edge of what used to be a lawn. So, since she can't walk Django, I took him out this morning. I was lucky to catch the only time that the sun was out today, and it was good to stretch my legs after a sedentary week.

I'd woken tired after staying up very late watching the Olympic marathon and then the cycling, but I'd been richly rewarded by seeing both Eliud Kipchoge's masterpiece of marathon running, and Jason Kenny's remarkable keirin final.