A bruised butt and a flying table.

Roll on December, especially the holidays! Frosty today and very cold (ok if you’re somewhere that has ‘proper’ winters it might be quite mild in comparison bu in relation to say Brisbane, it’s a tad on the chilly side). It’s certainly been an interesting week: frustrating and painful with a hint, let me rephrase that, a large area of bruising.

The lergy has come back to haunt me. Training seems like a distant past. It’s so frustrating when everytime you start getting somewhere something comes along and drags you kicking and screaming back to the start line. Mr Doc (who I hate visiting. A harsh word but me and the Docs, we don’t get on) excelled himself and prescribed me medicine (which I rarely take). Not so hooray as it was a medicine I was allergic to. The ‘sloth’ as I refer to him then took forever to find a suitable one in his little red book of antibiotics. Wha’s up Doc??

Some finish to a week where work involved an interesting and creative celebration of St Andrews Day and repelling a table which came flying through the air in my direction. Turns out there could be Olympic dreams out there for some of ‘youth’. How many Olympians wander around with bruised butt cheeks?

Mr. Physio was dead chuffed to hear that there were (touch wood) no problems with my feet, ankles,neck, shoulder, back or knees. Indeed I think he was fair impressed at my balance and knee bending. As he was so impressed at the results of his handy work sole focus was given to my attention-seeking right hip. There ensued a white -knuckle ride (I thought I was going to fall off the table as he pushed further and further in with more and more pressure). Into the glute and over the sciatic nerve at times. At these times I tend to babble absolute drivel.Hearing myself is just embarrassing and today I relived the story of the flying table. Did it take the pain away? No.

Don’t worry. I’m able to sit.

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About klayire

In 2012 I completed my first ever marathon and raised £1843.96 for Alzheimer Scotland (Action on Dementia). Unfortunately I gained an injury. Initially thought to be IT Band I carried on running only to develop further injuries. By the time I crawled through the door of a private physio I had squint and twisted hips (this surely halves my marathon time as I clearly did double the distance with my snake hips!) , achilles tendonitis and shin splints. I was told there would be NO running for at least 5 months. The good news...back to running after 4 months; the not so good news...as I'm straightened out further issues are appearing. But with the promise of being fixable I'm determined to get back to full fitness and run an ultramarathon. Yes Mr Physio, "with that knee!" I did however promise not to do this next week but have this as a future goal as he realised that..."you mean it don't you!" May 2011 Position: 5065. Time: Full marathon: 4 hours 15 mins 07 secs; 10k: 54 mins 06 secs; Half marathon: 1 hour 54 mins 44 secs; 30k – 2 hours 45 mins 30 secs.
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3 Responses to A bruised butt and a flying table.

  1. Colin DeWaay says:

    Man sounds rough! Quite the inspiration that you are still so looking forward to getting back in the game!

  2. klayire says:

    There always seems to be something but half the fun is fighting whatever gets in the way and getting back on it! It helps you appreciate having your health and fitness. I often remind myself when I’m running that this is what I want to do and choose to do!

  3. Colin DeWaay says:

    So awesome!

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