(sick) (rest day)
I have to admit I’m feeling crap.
So the alps curse returns. Had hoped to walk/easy via ferrata today above cortina but instead am sat in a field doing nothing but looking at the views.
I know fridays excursion did this to me, & I think the time has come to stop trying to try to be someone who can take on alpine excursions. This happens every year; it’s not going to change; no one will ever understand why; & happily Liz is at home so (contrary to the mind-body brigade who always seem so keen to attribute a psychological explanation for everything- urm, why?) (& I knew this anyway), my ghastly reaction to alpine excursions beyond the trivial had *nothing* whatsoever to do with Liz.
I’m sure I’ll feel better tomorrow. Now decamped to Lienz in Austria where I’ll recuperate/relax for a day or 2.