.5lb gain; 34.5lb total; 12.5lb in 2014
I was always dreading the day when I would have to write THIS blog post. Having survived ten months of hard training without too many problems now, with just two weeks to go, I am injured.
The general consensus is an impingement in my lower back causing tight muscle around the sacro-iliac joint. Helen from Fine Fettle in Bookham very kindly treated me on Sunday after the Polesden Lacey 10k. She has assured me it’s not going to make my leg fall off and I will most likely be ok to race. Jo, my friend and luckily also a physio, also looked at me yesterday and manipulated the lower spine. She came to the same conclusion as Helen while at the same time, I came to the conclusion that I’m so lucky to have such a network of people around me and I cannot express my gratitude enough.
Between us we have a treatment plan which at least is something proactive I can do. If nothing else it’s stopping me from just climbing to the nearest roof and screaming ‘Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’ or relentlessly eating cake (both natural instinctive reactions).
I’m not sure why it’s happened, I can only surmise. I know I woke up on Friday with excessive DOMS from the session the day before. I thought it was weird but carried on with the planned sessions anyway as it normally loosens off during.
I certainly did nothing I haven’t done a million times before.
Only this time at the end of the spin class on Friday I had to hide my head under my towel to disguise the sobs and tears flowing down my cheeks. Oh my, I was in so much pain I could barely stand up. Alan helped me home and once there heat turned to cold and intense nausea. My resting heart rate that night was in the nineties (it’s normally around 45) so I can only conclude I was suffering from some kind of bug and that combined with the effort of the training sent me over the edge. I’m gutted but resilient and focused on staying positive.