January, January. Chris always says it’s the most depressing month of the year but I don’t feel that. In the past, I have sometimes felt sad that Christmas was over but this year we had such a perfectly relaxing time that I felt recharged and ready to start the new year. And I only had to work two weeks before having a week in the UK with my mum and sister, which I booked as I wanted to spend some proper time looking after them. But January had different plans for me…

After one day back at work, I couldn’t straighten my left leg and by the following morning, my knee had swollen to twice its normal size. And so, after an amazing two weeks of walking the dogs with no pain, I was right back where I started a year ago which, I have to admit, was tough to get my head around. I did still have my week in the UK to buoy me up, only now it was Mum and Vicky looking after me! And when I came back home, Tana kindly gifted me with the flu, which I still have. So actually, Chris might have a point…

But that’s quite enough whingeing. You can never be low for too long around here as Minty pup is still totes gorgeous and she needs kissing at least 100 times per day. Oh, and the results of the doggy DNA test we bought India for Christmas are in. Drumroll, please…. We now officially know that Minty is part Whippet, part Labrador and part, wait for it, Chinese Crested! Ridiculous but actually completely appropriate. Now five months old, Minty continues to amaze us with her amazingness. As Tana says, she is a drug to which we are all utterly addicted.

So January 2020 whimpers limply out, smeared with sickness and Brexit Shit (which I will dignify with no further mention than that). The big question for February? Can me and my knees go to the mountains for our annual skiing holiday and not ski, snowboard or even go hiking in snowshoes? Of course we can. Can I do it with a genuine smile on my face? Only time will tell…

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