The happy man

One year ago this month my dear husband was given some devastating news about his health.
Since then our world has been turned upside down.
Until that time he had been a very fit person who ran or cycled everyday without fail.
He is an athletic coach to other athletes and has carried on doing this but at first he lost confidence in doing any exercise for himself.
Slowly, slowly over the year he has returned to doing what he loves, mostly cycling, some walking and finally running.
Last Sunday he entered his first race in over a year and today he went for a hard run with a buch of runners who meet every Saturday morning, setting off from the old bridge in  Ilkley.
A flicker of normality has returned to our lives...he is a happy man.