One month on
It is one month to the day since I last ran. This is not a good thing.
Nothing really to report. Nothing much has changed over the week. Sometimes I think it's improving, then I realise it isn't. Ah well. Maybe next week...
Gnome
The family that runs together, blogs together...
It is one month to the day since I last ran. This is not a good thing.
Things got a bit ugly there this week. For some reason on Monday night, my back went entirely cactus, to the extent that the only way I could move on Tuesday (and I only tried it once) was by crawling. Lots of pain killers, no effect. Couldn't stand, couldn't sit, could only lie in one position (foetal). Not good. Getting to the Hospital on Wednesday wasn't fun, but at least I found that I could sit in the car seat for some reason. The procedure itself turned out to be essentially painless, but I had to lie completely still and on my front (which, as it wasn't my good friend the foetal position, was in itself rather painful). Added to all that, I stupidly lay with my good ear on the pillow, so that with the noise of the CT scanner, I couldn't hear the doctor & nurse. You should have seen me go through the roof when they unexpectedly slapped some cold betadine in the middle of my back! :-) I'm sure they do it just for fun.
If you got this, then you're seeing posts from the new blogger. Welcome to the new world ;-)
Here's a sad ol' picture for you...
We travelled to the regatta centre this morning at the much more sleep-friendly time of 6:30 for the All Womens' Triathlon (along with Cheri & Rachel - CR's wildthing and mouse - and their doting entourages). Tiger angel has been quietly and slowly ramping things up, so while she's still only up to the enticer length (250/10k/2.5k), she was really relaxed going into it, and with good reason.
Actually, there's no curse; I just like the sound of the title :-)