The second cardio rehab followed the same format as the first. There were no newbies, so we were called up by nurses one by one, who checked our heart rate and blood pressure (my BP remains a little on the low side at 108/71).

The group was smaller this time, with five men and four women.

Some of them remembered me, some didn’t. The tall sexy young guy had actually had four stents put in: his was clearly quite a significant event. However he was a bit more confident this time and had more energy.

My target heart rate was 81 to 113 beats per minute. I got to 120BPM at one point, which was when the dizziness began – not severe, but discernible. The nurse told me to slow down – which was a lot harder than it sounds when you don’t feel as though you’re doing that much!

Having dizziness stop me when I don’t feel like I’m doing anything much is irritating. It gets in the way of what I want to do. It’s not pride, it’s simply that it gets in the way of mme enjoying body – I like being active.

I didn’t feel much less of a fraud than last time I went because I don’t look old and frail (like most of the others), but I am beginning to appreciate just how weak I still am – and that there is a real need to continue to push myself, just push a little less strenuously!

I hate being ill. It’s so boring.