An anniversary crept up upon me this week. It wasn’t until I got to work on Thursday that I realised that I had celebrated the one year anniversary of my partial meniscectomy with a 10 mile run commute which included 8 miles at 7:45 pace (slightly faster than target MP). I woke early, I ran… Read More Marathon Training Week 12 – Celebrating a Milestone
When I first started going to the track at the Spectrum with GGAC, one of the earliest sessions that I remember doing was the so-called “benchmark”. Named as such, because it is used with relative frequency as a gauge against which we could measure our progress. This was way back in November 2012. Since then,… Read More Back on the Benchmark
After my last visit to the hospital I decided to load up the parking money yesterday and settled in for the long haul. Naturally, the registrar was late, but only by about 20 minutes. “How are you” she asked. “Fine thanks.” “And the knee?” “Seems good. On occasion it feels a little um… ‘thick, heavy’… Read More Finally Finished
Four weeks ago, I enjoyed a brief stay in the Royal Surrey for a little snip of my knee meniscus. Here’s a few pics that show the progress I have made since. So, there you have it – my recovery in pictures. And tomorrow, the cycle is hopefully complete as I take to the trails… Read More Four weeks on
The morning started as something of a farce. Dad and I arrived at the SSSU at Royal Surrey bright and early as instructed in my letter. The sole nurse seemed a little overrun, and the waiting area filled up pretty quickly. As is traditional in the NHS there were nowhere near enough chairs for all… Read More Knee Arthroscopy for Beginners
arrrghhh. If I hear that misinformed tid-bit of information one more time I might just scream. It’s tempting to host an assembly at school and produce a powerpoint to debunk all that nonsense. OK, so I have a little limp at the mo, and am more than a little slow up and down stairs, and… Read More It’s bad for your knees, you know?
So, I went for a run. I decided I didn’t even care about my stupid knee anymore – I just needed the rush of wind in my hair. Fully prepared to only manage one paltry mile, I was quite surprised when I was able to push on for a second. Even better was still to… Read More To hell with it