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It's slow going writing this particular blog post as I am doing it with only one functional hand.  After almost 7000kms on the bikes, injury found me while running.   I wish I had a fantastic story to tell, but I simply tripped on a rocky trail and fell over.  You know that meme that goes "If you want to know if you're old fall over.   If people laugh you're still young,  if people panic then you're old!"  I can confirm, I am definitely old! It probably didn't help that two of my fingers were quite obviously either dislocated, broken or both.   I begged Kerstin to remove my wedding ring before the finger started swelling, being three hours from the hospital I was imagining the worst case scenario of the ring tourniqueting my finger and its subsequent death and amputation.  Poor Kerstin, this kind of thing makes her faint, but she gritted her teeth and pulled off the ring.  I then gritted my teeth and asked the ex-army maintenance guy to try and relocate my

Without our daily bike rides, Kerstin and I were soon feeling grumpy and sluggish, our bodies and minds needing some movement, flow and positive energy.  So, just as soon as our new trail running shoes arrived on the mail plane, we laced up and headed out. Fitting a run into a day that starts at 0430 and ends at 2030 sounds impossible.  But a commute of less than a minute means that once breakfast is sorted, usually by 0630, we can head home, put on some running gear and head straight out again.  And as we are already into weather that means you need the air conditioner on by 1030, running at dawn works out just perfect.   Here comes the sun It's a beautiful time of day out here, the early light brings out all the subtle colours of the landscape which are lost once the sun is bright and hot overhead.  We use the 'Rory loop' a five km circuit, using some of the old Barkley hwy, which is now pretty much just rubble, a route shared with us by Rory, the helicopter pilot. We als