We Are The Champions

Just off to bed - a bit fed up, and wondering what tomorrow will bring!
My right hamstring has not improved and I'm worried how much it is going to affect my race on Saturday.
I have bought every possible remedy that I think may help today and am just hoping that things improve - the main problem I have is that untilthe first few hunfred yards on Saturday morning, I'm not sure how it will be.

I've iced, massaged, rubbed ibuprofen, and stretched. Fingers crossed.
After all the work I've put in and the effort to get myself this fit, bloody hard work week after week, I will be gutted if it all goes wrong because of a little tweak that I can't even remember.

After I finished work today - a couple of people wished me luck in work, but most people never mentioned it - I went to Fox Covert to take some flowers to H and talk to him about the weekend. I wanted him to know that I will do whatever I can to get to London - but with this hamstring I might need his help again!!!!
Fox covert was completely empty - not another visitor -and it was nice to be there on my own, in my own thoughts.

Tomorrow I will get up about 8:30am, pack my bag and then my dad is picking me up to take me to the station at about 11:30am. That's it then - on our way!

The picture above is a picture of me and H with, I think, the John Player Cup - a cup that Widnes RLFC had won in their heyday. My nan had a friend, Celia, who used to be a big Widnes fan and was well known at the club. She arranged for the cup to be "borrowed". That is me and H - proud to be champions!
Spot the wallpaper - so 70's!

I dearly hope that on Sunday night we will be able to celebrate being champions together one last time.
I am extremely nervous but looking forward to this.

I have received numerous messages of good luck today and they all help make me feel this is so much the right thing to do.