“Just tell me when this starts to hur….”
Next thing I knew, the physio was peeling me off the ceiling. I admit I am rubbish and have no pain threshold whatsoever. But on a scale of one to ten, this was definitely exceeding the eleven mark. And it’s supposed to make feel better!
So, it’s official. I have a running injury. It’s snappily called an ITB – it has a more complex sciency sort of name, but I can’t remember exactly what. What it does mean though is that, for now, I can’t run. And the best bit? The physio reckons the injury was caused by my bum not being toned enough. Hilarious!
I’ve been given lots of fiddly exercises to be getting on with and am doing lots of swimming. Oh, and I’ve been told that next week I can try a bit of `aqua-running’. Apparently this doesn’t mean going for a jog with Barbie Girl repeat-playing on the ipod. Shame.
So, with 31 days to go it’s a race against time to get that bum toned and the knee recovered from injury…wish me luck!
Running (fingers crossed!) the London Marathon for Have A Heart.
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